Luyện nghe bài hát Wet Dream

Snorin like a motherfucker, on the couch
Slobbin on my pillow and I'm at the mouth
And now I'm havin dreams I'm in a deep sleep
But +I+ ain't +Dream About+ no motherfucker +Jeannie+
Shit was intense, it had me sweatin crack
Sorta like a horror flick for every who dissed the black
People was done, we had em on the run
em all, one by one
Cause in the hood was finally gettin together
No more set trippin, with each other
to brother, hand in hand
Thirty thousand motherfuckers deep, ready for and
All you seen was and knick-kickers
Bailin on this mission, coalition
Checkin the vicinity, for enemies
And if we any they gon' get treated like Reginald Denny
Oooh, the was cooler than a motherfucker
Never thought the day'd come when I could wear the other
gettin hit up, sweated or shot on the scene
Sparked up, it had to be a
But anyway, to the - story
I'm, tossin - listen up when black folks are talkin
Niggaz was in the runnin wild
And tied to this car it was Colonel Colin Powell
And that bitch-made's was the first to go
Pete Wilson was on the stripped out his clothes
Tied to the back of a
And it was his ass up and down El Segundo
Uhh, now whassup with the shit that you was poppin
You bannin shit, motherfucker!
Then Colonel Powell to turn his ass over, and from the back
they placed both of hands down on his shoulder
Surrounded by a of niggaz he screamed loud
"I'm sorry for bombin Iraq!" but they still him doggystyle
And when my dream started gettin good
My dick was rising and ready to break wood
Cause now we lookin for the
Thirty thousand members on our way to Washington
And the National Guard couldn't fuck us
Cause in my dream we had guns up the helicopters
Bailed in the House, deep
you-know-who in his motherfuckin sleep
You comin back with us to South that's what we told him
Before we stuffed him in the of the low-low
Got to the hood, now it'ssssON!
Now it's for him to pay the piper, for doin us wrong
Cause now the tables was turned and on the top we
motherfuckers for they manhood
And even the old folks was down, fuck em up, hang em
Is they screamed out the crowd
And that's I heard a gunshot
And his body back and his brains went SPLAT
Now where I finally woke up
in a puddle full of nut
Heard a siren then I ran to the front
ain't nobody I know; they got the fuckin yellow tape up
Damn, they my homey in the street
Another victim of gang violence, created by the
And to think a minute ago
Yo I was dreamin this bullshit ceased, we the real devil
But I guess it was my, imagination
one day we can all live as one
Man fuck it, no matter how it all seemed yo
The was only a wet dream..
.. fuck this is back on