Luyện nghe bài hát Wet Dream

Snorin like a motherfucker, on the couch
on my pillow and I'm droolin at the mouth
And now I'm havin dreams cause I'm in a deep
But +I+ ain't +Dream no motherfucker named +Jeannie+
Shit was intense, it had me sweatin like
Sorta like a flick for every motherfucker 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
Brother to brother, in hand
Thirty thousand deep, ready for action and
All you was niggaz and knick-kickers
Bailin on this mission, hesta
Checkin through the vicinity, for
And if we find any they gon' get like Reginald Denny
Oooh, the shit was cooler than a
Never thought the day'd come when I could the other color
Without gettin hit up, or shot on the scene
Sparked up, it had to be a
But anyway, to the - story
That I'm, tossin - up when black folks are talkin
was in the streets runnin wild
And tied to car it was Officer Colonel Colin Powell
And bein that was the first to go
Pete Wilson was on the side out his clothes
Tied to the of a six-fo'
And it was draggin his ass up and El Segundo
Uhh, now nigga with the shit that you was poppin
You ain't shit, motherfucker!
Then told Colonel Powell to turn his ass over, and the back
they placed both of they hands down on his
Surrounded by a gang of niggaz he loud
"I'm sorry for bombin Iraq!" but still fucked him doggystyle
And that's when my dream gettin good
My dick was and rising ready to break wood
Cause now we lookin for the
Thirty thousand gang on our way to Washington
And the National Guard fuck with us
Cause in my dream we had blowin up the helicopters
in the White House, deep
Caught you-know-who in his sleep
You comin back with us to South that's what we told him
we stuffed him in the back of the low-low
Got to the hood, now it'ssssON!
Now it's time for him to pay the piper, for us wrong
Cause now the tables was and on the top we stood
Robbin motherfuckers for manhood
And even the old folks was down, fuck em up, hang em
Is they screamed out the crowd
And that's when I a gunshot
And his body back and his brains went SPLAT
Now here's where I finally up
Sittin in a puddle of nut
a loud siren then I ran to the front
Hopin ain't nobody I they got the fuckin yellow tape up
Damn, they laid my in the street
Another victim of gang violence, by the beast
And to think just a ago
Yo I was dreamin this bullshit ceased, we killed the real
But I it was just my, imagination
That one day we can all as one
Man fuck it, no how real it all seemed yo
The was only a wet dream..
.. this is back on again