Luyện nghe bài hát My Reality

[Lil - Chorus]
My reality is bigger than dreams are
Got ya dream girl ridin' in dream car
She wants me, she me
I got it all,
Bitch tell me you don't see
My reality is than your dreams are
Got ya dream girl ridin' in your car
She wants me, plus I got it all Bitch tell me what you see
Yeah, Yeah,
My reality is bigger than dreams are
Got ya girl ridin' in your dream car
She me, she wants me
I got it all,
Bitch tell me what you see.

I got 25 on my dresser
Got the girl and the to undress her
My strap is leather
My life is better than

I got women all up in my
And my drug dealer comes
Got a registered pistol in the
So, so, try me now
try me now

[Gudda
Yeah just ridin' lovely
You can but your girlfriend love me
Yeah I'm too G a Gucci belt
Hot Gudda baby I can make coochie melt
I keep lady wet like she took a dip
And if you looking for her, you can follow the
I'm like Rick, the ladies pullin my wrist
I just in the spot and out with my pick
I'm gone a trip with a nice thick redbone
On the phone gettin' head call it
all over like Ludacris
These hoes love me, I'm wanted a fugative

My reality is bigger than dreams are
Got ya girl ridin' in your dream car
She wants me, she me
I got it all,
Bitch tell me what you see, yeah
My reality is bigger than your are
Got ya dream girl in your dream car
She wants me, plus I got another as long as you don't see
But you do not see, you be blind, blind
My is bigger than your dreams are
Got ya dream girl ridin' in your car
She me

[Mack
you need contacts
Tell me you don't see
What you can't tell, I'm everything that he be
Talkin' bout your boyfriend, bitch you a man friend
Even when you aint down you can't stand him
Dirty dick bandit, car whipper
Crib on Dolphin Island, backyard full of
This is my reality, your man just be
Wake up in the morning, bedsheets of semen
I he's wet dreaming, while me I really do it
Coulda, shoulda, woulda, babygirl you shoulda it
And fuck the paparazzi, I never Kiss and tell
I'll be the genie out the lamp or your well
be your fishing pale and you can be my yacht buddy
Take you from A-Z, I'll connect the hunny
(?) has got money, cause I got money
I the B 50 50 what you got for me
It could be bread, nah it aint gotta be cash
I'll take a little head or I'll take a ass
take a friend or two, we can have a 3D weedy
I toss you a Gudda Gudda or a Lil Weezy Weezy
Or my peedy weedy or my nigga Teedy teedy
Fuck you on the hood of red and green Lamborghini
Go head and take x-pill
there fuck you up, probably have you walking round like
"damn, the fuck"
Lady in streets but in the you such a slut
Smash you on the top bunk, uppercut
And we do brunch and everyday we do lunch
You do me, I do you
we could us and I ain't gotta say no more
I don't too much
Thus far, I like I've been trying to sell a car
Is you buying,

Cause I ain't go no for a test drive
Do you go with me to the final frontier