Luyện nghe bài hát Intro (Dreams and Nightmares)

Ain't what they've been waiting for? You ready?

1]
I used to pray for times like this, to like this
So I had to grind like that to shine like
In a matter of time I spent on some up shit
In the of the paddy wagon, cuffs locked on wrists
See my dreams unfold, come true
It was time to marry the and I said, "Yeah, I do"
If you want it you gotta see it with a view
Got a shorty, she bless me like I said, "Achoo"
Like a nigga sneezed, nigga please before triggers squeeze
I'm gettin' cream, never let them hoes get in
Of what we started, lil' nigga but I'm
They love me when I was stuck and hated I departed
I go and get it regardless, draw it like I'm an
No crawling, straight to walkin' with foreigns in my garage
Got bitches menaging, fuckin', suckin', and swallowin'
Anything for a dollar, they me get 'em, I got 'em
I did it an album
I did with Mariah
Lil' nigga I'm on
Icy as a hockey rink, Philly nigga I'm
When I bought the Royce they thought it was leased
Then I that new Ferrari, hater rest in peace
Hater rest in peace, rest in to the parking lot
Phantom so big, it can't even fit in the parking
You ain't bout my niggas then what you talkin' bout?
Gangstas move in silence, and I don't talk a lot
I don't say a word, I don't say a
Was on my grind and now I got what I fuck nigga
up wait a minute, y'all thought I was finished?
When I bought that Aston y'all thought it was rented?
Flexin' on niggas, I'm like Popeye on his spinach
M, yeah that's my team, Rozay the captain, I'm the lieutenant
I'm the type to count a million cash then grind like I'm
That Lambo, my new bitch, she'll ride like my
I'm ridin' around my city with my strapped on my toast
Cause these niggas want me and I gotta make it back home
Cause my momma need that bill and my son need some milk
niggas tryna take my life, they fuck around get killed
You around, you fuck around, you fuck around, get smoked
Cause these Philly I brought with me don't fuck around, no joke
All I know is murder, it comes to me
I got niggas that's rollin' I got niggas throwin' b's
I done did the DOAs I did the KODs
Every I'm in that bitch I get to throwin' 30 G's
Now I'm hanging out drop head, I'm riding down on Collins
They like, my back home that young nigga be wildin'
We young niggas and we like Batman and we're Robin
This Maybach, with my seat all reclinin'
I'm that real what up, real nigga what up
If you ain't about that murder game then pussy nigga up
If you diss me in yo' raps, get your pussy ass stuck up
When you touchdown in my hood, no that life ain't good
Catch me down in MIA, at that Heat game on
With that Puma life on my feet, like that engine I could
Boy I slide down on your block, bike on twelve
And they be dueces on the same nigga they watch
And I'm the king of my city cause I'm still calling shots
And these lames talking that bullshit the same niggas that
I'm the same nigga from Berks Street them nappy braids that lock
The same that came up and I had to wait for my spot
And these niggas hating on me, hoes on me
Still on that hood shit, my Rolls on E
They gon' remember me, I say me
So much money ya friends turn into enemies
And with these I turn my enemies to memories
With them they go from 40 ain't no 10 a key, hold up
Broke nigga turn rich, love the game like
And if I leave you think them pretty hoes still suck my dick?
It was something 'bout Rollie when it first touched my wrist
Had me feeling like that dope boy he first touched that brick
I'm