Luyện nghe bài hát Daydreamin'

Daydreamin' of dirt and four wheelers
Shoppin' sprees at the diamond
and jackets, shirts, pants and sneakers
That new car smell

We sceamin', of penthouses in L.A.
The yachts, the hottest broads they make
Can't wait it's my turn to get dough
So I don't fuckin' day dream no more

up we ain't have much, a lot of canned food
Cereal in the box with powdered milk too
My moms couldn't buy me the I want
We put lay-away on shit that only a few bucks

It's cool to have shelto, I had the
With the weak ass Velcro, looking
I knew way then we had to step it up
'Cause waiting for the bus in the snow us

Me and took the train from Manhattan to Conney
Everyday and just so we can got songs done
We had guns, and a couple of forties
If we got lucky on the way, we could someone

We used to watch music box
And pray maybe one day we could get a
Outside, my had all that shit you see on T.V.
From money they made off the block

of dirt bikes and four wheelers
Shoppin' sprees at the dealer
and jackets, shirts, pants and sneakers
That brand new car

We sceamin', daydreamin' of in L.A.
The illest yachts, the broads they make
Can't wait 'til my turn to get dough
So I don't fuckin' day dream no more

My day is more like nightmares
A vigil, bullet proof cars, supped up time
My friends did a turn 'cause it's not turn
Or how the streets be when they release fur

When I get that bucks will I remain the same?
Or will I have to get at niggaz they sayin' I changed?
Will everybody wanna ball, be my friend and
When niggaz put me to the test, me clapping the heat

I used to think rich, ain't all that bad
A far cry from a dream was all I had
Do I got the right team or they for cash
Would they jump in front of me when cameras flash

Is the 'pop police, be up my ass
Can't the heat under the seat, gotta find a better stash
Gotta collect receipts that bitch uncle Sam
Invades your space when you his tax

of dirt bikes and four wheelers
Shoppin' at the diamond dealer
Hats and jackets, shirts, and sneakers
brand new car smell

We sceamin', of penthouses in L.A.
The illest yachts, the broads they make
Can't wait it's my turn to get dough
So I don't gotta fuckin' day no more