Luyện nghe bài hát Smokin And Dreamin

I worked for everything so why not salute
They say a grime pays baby all I got is
And the Swedish broad better my main bitch
Cigarillo roll you smell it it aint lit
She don't cook well but she give me brain
Make a rapper singer like t-pain
Got her stayin up late, wakin up
And to think the life that I chose
with attendants that shorted my flight clothes
And er'y girl I fuck feel like their boyfriend know
Smoking on the Swedish it smells my weed in barrels
with bitches who fiend for Gucci and need her chanel
Nigga im high of your so my eyes low
Cant wait to see in the future but I drive slow
And wait for the picture, hate it now they say and I can like mister

All of the all you got me thinkin
And all of this dreamin im to, the life like, the weekend
Know im goin, sound though, want to see me suceedin
Ive been livin, smokin, smoking, dreamin, livin

I go to sleep a picture of a porche on my wall
Nigga im tryin to come up on
Pop the trunk in of my car in front of your broad,
she reconsider in her decision to with yall
I think its because of the possibility of kickin it courtside, ringside, front row of
Living my life in a dream, shit going so good I swear
There are Planes stack change with their tail up
Wings spread over cities shadows everywhere
I care less about mingling
is wwf wrestlers, court jesters and crossdressers
I got them crosstrainers, ass beat
Niggas feel my shoes, im a nice mc
I had a dream that I up, trying to roll a joint, will count a million when I wake up

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