Luyện nghe bài hát Smokin And Dreamin

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

All of the smoking all you got me
And all of this dreamin im supposed to, the like, the weekend
Know where im goin, sound though, want to see me
That Ive 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 in front of my car in front of your broad,
she reconsider in her decision to fuck yall
I its because of the possibility of kickin it courtside, ringside, front row of anything
Living my life simultaneously in a dream, shit going so I swear
There are Planes stack with their gang tail up
Wings spread over cities shadows everywhere
I care less about mingling
is wwf wrestlers, court jesters and crossdressers
I got them crosstrainers, nike ass
Niggas cant 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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