Luyện nghe bài hát Wet Dream

Snorin a motherfucker, stretched on the couch
Slobbin on my pillow and I'm at the mouth
And now I'm havin dreams cause I'm in a sleep
But +I+ +Dream About+ no motherfucker named +Jeannie+
was intense, it had me sweatin like crack
Sorta like a horror flick for motherfucker who dissed the black
People was done, we had em on the run
em all, one by one
Cause niggaz in the hood was finally gettin
No more set trippin, with cappin each
Brother to brother, in hand
Thirty motherfuckers deep, ready for action and
All you seen was niggaz and
on this mission, hesta coalition
Checkin through the vicinity, for
And if we find any they gon' get treated like Reginald
Oooh, the shit was cooler a motherfucker
Never thought the day'd come when I could the other color
gettin hit up, sweated or shot on the scene
Sparked up, it had to be a
But anyway, back to the -
I'm, tossin - listen up when black folks are talkin
Niggaz was in the streets wild
And tied to this car it was Officer Colin Powell
And bein that bitch-made's was the to go
Pete Wilson was on the stripped out his clothes
Tied to the back of a
And it was draggin his ass up and down El
Uhh, now whassup nigga with the that you was poppin
You ain't shit, motherfucker!
Then Colonel Powell to turn his ass over, and from the back
they placed of they hands down on his shoulder
by a gang of niggaz he screamed loud
"I'm for bombin Iraq!" but they still fucked him doggystyle
And that's when my dream started gettin
My dick was rising and rising ready to wood
Cause now we lookin for the
Thirty thousand members on our way to Washington
And the National Guard couldn't fuck us
in my dream we had guns blowin up the helicopters
Bailed in the 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 for him to pay the piper, for doin us wrong
Cause now the was turned and on the top we stood
Robbin motherfuckers for they
And even the old folks was down, em up, hang em high
Is what they out the crowd
And that's when I heard a
And his body fell back and his brains SPLAT
Now where I finally woke up
Sittin in a puddle of nut
Heard a siren then I ran to the front
Hopin nobody I know; they got the fuckin yellow tape up
Damn, they my homey in the street
Another of gang violence, created by the beast
And to think just a ago
Yo I was this bullshit ceased, we killed the real devil
But I guess it was my, imagination
That one day we can all as one
Man it, no matter how real it all seemed yo
The was only a wet dream..
.. fuck this is back on