Luyện nghe bài hát Sweet Dreams

[Verse 1: Bada$$]
First I wake up, wake up, thinking of a plan to get my cake up, up
Cause I can't pay the rent school papers
I need two acres and
I know how it walking out the door pockets out of dough
Out it doe, be on the
We smoking indo, but we out doe,
My audio getting me that or the range rov
Mahogany colored clothing, my hog in the
Drive slow, cruising down lane before I hit the streets
Have my melody playing, creators lie with my (?)
Had her between guys, I I'm married to Jane
I remember the days when I'd complain
way before they started paying, I was in pain
Sick in the brain I never met a physicist yet
lyricist on my metaphysics intellect

Sweet dreams, in the 90s
90s babies it's a of timing
Sweet dreams my nigga, I wish you dreams my nigga
Sweet dreams, in the 90s
90s babies it's a matter of
And time's not rewinding,

2]
Round two bout, half of this through
Don't let them hounds snoop and get
High frequency too
Has statik spot serious statik shots
Scrap over them statik pops
Im a fly but a sporadic guy
Never a lot, just pass the loud (lawd) and guide the youth
with the truth, Nigga nothin less
When the pressed
Killswitches it hit ya chest
And meet death, if im caught on the fence know hell hit ya
Yes vets keeps it real whichya
Ill wit ya, show you the real
Only keep the around that suffer for meals whichya
Cuz when them suckas, see ya
And your cake getting richer and your getting thicker
Thats they want you to remember a nigga
But when I handed you the tape you couldn't to listen

[Verse 3 Joey
Been on my grind, I it 50-50
Thats 100 on the real, no balance scales, still
I live it's either you know talents well and sell records
Or no talent, well we sell for the record
the rap game reminds me of the trap game
In fact is the same, and these tracks is my crack caine
And if you listening you a fan
Our is the cure like some vaccines
I'm to the core so stop asking
Got the blueprints to the game, but I read it as
There's 47 ways to get this
One is being an enslaved being, the dreams
Red pill or blue bean, I can't sit still I'm too lean,
Brush my on on new beams
Niggas on my now that I blew green

Sweet dreams stuck in the 90's
Stuck in the 90's
We just some stuck in the 90's