Luyện nghe bài hát Still Dreaming

Some really, some people really
Some really are
Still
They are dreaming

He up at 6:30 in his 745
As he his shorty hi
You know he showin' his out
She got in the car, he drove, he pulled his out

His girl call, she mad, she threw the ring out
How she found out, she dreamt the thing out
be goin' through problems you gotta work the kinks out
When you go to sleep, what do you 'bout?

If y'all get a divorce she take everything except the kitchen sink out
Make it so that you gotta pull ya mink out
Or grab ya skates and, turn a roller rink out
You now up in the club, in the club, tryna mingle

Meanwhile, she out, doin' the same now
Nightmares from your dream gal make ya out

Some really, some people really
Some really are
dreaming
They are still

Some people really, some people
Some really are

How you a man waitin' for the next man to get
Yo' plan is to stick out yo' real quick
So if he feed ya family and he you ****
Then he need head you get and he deserve your ****

Since you wishin' cash fall from the sky all ya
Dwellin' on the past when you was
When you was gettin' cash but too bright
Now ya luck down you feel like, bustin' them

Nobody owe you, can't do nothin' for
**** to show you, how to come up wit' green
I scheme since I'm fourteens, what the was your dream?
cars, little broads, sayin' you was seen

Wit' little wit' a chain you was doin' ya thing
How was I? You the thousandth guy
That came thinkin' we can see, eye to eye
We on a different echelon, coulda got together
Now you deaded on

people really, some people really
Some really are
dreaming
They are still

Some people really, people really
Some people are

She had several cars, she had credit cards, a
Large bathroom, gettin' a pedicure
Belaney by the glassful, said she meanin' to ask who
Would a cash rule, who could blast tools

And I'm eatin' cashews, knew she was bad
But we mad cool, nothin' sexual 'cause I her since high school
Grew up wit' my dudes, like one of my
She for Fox News

One of her man's that she lent her to
Won't come back it so she want him clapped in it
Says important that it looks like an accident
She was and her eyes had bags in it

Sheets was recordin' had a wire, askin'
Four days before I came by she got bagged bricks
Crossed the line from her world of castin'
To a world of entrapment, a good girl bad, still dreamin'

Some people really, people really
people really are
Still
They are still

are still dreaming
They are still
are still dreaming
They are still