Luyện nghe bài hát Intro (Dreams and Nightmares)

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

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I used to pray for times this, to rhyme like this
So I had to grind like that to shine like
In a matter of I spent on some locked up shit
In the back of the paddy wagon, cuffs locked on
See my dreams unfold, nightmares come
It was to marry the game 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 sneezed, nigga please before them triggers squeeze
I'm gettin' cream, never let them hoes get in
Of we started, lil' nigga but I'm lionhearted
They love me when I was stuck and hated when I
I go and get it regardless, draw it like I'm an
No crawling, went straight to walkin' foreigns in my garage
Got foreign menaging, fuckin', suckin', and swallowin'
for a dollar, they tell me get 'em, I got 'em
I did it an album
I did shit with
Lil' I'm on fire
Icy as a hockey rink, Philly nigga I'm
When I bought the Rolls they thought it was leased
I bought that new Ferrari, hater rest in peace
Hater rest in peace, in peace to the parking lot
Phantom so big, it even fit in the parking spot
You ain't talkin' bout my niggas then what you talkin'
Gangstas move in silence, and I don't talk a lot
I don't say a word, I say a word
Was on my grind and now I got I deserve fuck nigga
Hold up wait a minute, y'all thought I was
When I bought that Aston Martin y'all 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' my city with my hand strapped on my toast
Cause these want me dead and I gotta make it back home
Cause my need that bill money and my son need some milk
These niggas tryna take my life, they fuck get killed
You fuck around, you fuck around, you around, get smoked
Cause these Philly niggas I with me don't fuck around, no joke
All I know is murder, when it to me
I got young niggas that's rollin' I got niggas b's
I done did the I done did the KODs
time I'm in that bitch I get to throwin' 30 G's
Now I'm hanging out that drop head, I'm riding down on
They like, my nigga back that young nigga be wildin'
We young niggas and we like Batman and we're Robin
This 2-door Maybach, with my all reclinin'
I'm that real nigga what up, real what up
If you ain't that murder game then pussy nigga shut up
If you diss me in yo' raps, I'll get your ass stuck up
When you touchdown in my hood, no that tour life ain't
Catch me down in MIA, at that game on wood
With that Puma on my feet, like that little engine I could
Boy I slide down on block, bike on twelve o'clock
And they be throwing dueces on the same nigga watch
And I'm the king of my city cause I'm still calling shots
And these lames talking that bullshit the niggas that flopped
I'm the same nigga from Berks Street with them nappy that lock
The same nigga that came up and I had to wait for my
And these niggas on me, hoes waiting on me
Still on that hood shit, my Royce on E
They gon' remember me, I say me
So much money have ya friends turn enemies
And these beef I turn my enemies to memories
With them bricks they go 40 ain't no 10 a key, hold up
Broke nigga turn rich, the game like Mitch
And if I leave you think them hoes gon' still suck my dick?
It was 'bout that Rollie when it first touched my wrist
Had me like that dope boy when he first touched that brick
I'm