Luyện nghe bài hát Dreams

As i sit back crack jokes for a mintue
I think about the up & 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 fuck him in the jacuzzi
Freaky Zeke that should be
He just came home I know he wanna
But about J.R Writer, Im'a Skill Him
& when I ra ra Ride Him grill him
The nigga Pap he might could me
But I tryna Be drip Drippin a Gino green
Tell stacks to bring the black up
But if I fuck him he would he yell squad up!
Tell Rich Boy to me a pink toy
Throw some d's on it & im might on it
& when Im Philly I Fuck Gilly
Snacth his big max & a bitch silly

Dreams of fuckin a rap rap
Im playin but Im sayin

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