Luyện nghe bài hát Dreams

As i sit relax crack jokes for a mintue
I about the up & comers that could probably get

1}
I might go to jail for fuckin with Rell
If he get Ill & Pull On My
I heard life is like a movie
set up the cameras him in the jacuzzi
Freaky that should be easy
He just home I know he wanna bone
But about J.R Writer, Im'a Skill Him
& when I ra ra Him Im'a grill him
The nigga Pap he could fuck me
But I aint tryna Be Drippin a Gino green
Tell stacks to bring the card up
But if I fuck him would he he yell squad up!
Tell Boy to send me a pink toy
Throw some d's on it & im breathe on it
& when Im Philly I gotta Fuck
Snacth his big max & slap a silly

Dreams of fuckin a rap rap
Im just playin but Im

2}
Put it in way Red Cafe
put the on his freckles
that tickles
Uncle Murda bring the handcuffs
why is that,I gotta watch out get a rough neck
As for gravy he might could
You know them fat niggas to eat
& when I want a Minaj who could it be
Its them Yung Gunaz & Lil Neefe
what about Fendi he made you pop
Tell him to kick rocks or give me top
Im on my way to jers to break off
Qinch his thirst my pants come off
Mook & Miles gone have to battle
scoop win & tell him to scadattle
Run up on he could give me backshots
this is why, this is why, why Im hot