Luyện nghe bài hát Wet Dream

Snorin a motherfucker, stretched on the couch
Slobbin on my and I'm droolin at the mouth
And now I'm havin dreams I'm in a deep sleep
But +I+ ain't +Dream no motherfucker named +Jeannie+
Shit was intense, it had me sweatin like
Sorta like a horror flick for every motherfucker who the black
was gettin done, we had em on the run
em all, one by one
Cause niggaz in the hood was gettin together
No set trippin, with cappin each other
Brother to brother, in hand
Thirty motherfuckers deep, ready for action and
All you seen was and knick-kickers
Bailin on mission, hesta coalition
Checkin through the vicinity, for
And if we find any gon' get treated like Reginald Denny
Oooh, the shit was cooler than a
thought the day'd come when I could wear the other color
Without hit up, sweated or shot on the scene
Sparked up, it had to be a
But anyway, to the - story
That I'm, tossin - listen up when black folks are
Niggaz was in the runnin wild
And tied to this car it was Officer Colonel Powell
And bein bitch-made's was the first to go
Pete was on the side 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 shit that you was
You ain't shit, motherfucker!
Then told Colonel Powell to turn his ass over, and the back
they placed both of they 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 good
My dick was and rising ready to break wood
Cause now we for the residence
thousand gang members on our way to Washington
And the Guard couldn't fuck with us
Cause in my dream we had guns up the helicopters
Bailed in the White House,
you-know-who in his motherfuckin sleep
You comin back with us to South Central that's 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 doin us
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 what they out the crowd
And that's I heard a gunshot
And his body back and his brains went SPLAT
Now here's where I finally up
Sittin in a puddle of nut
Heard a loud then I ran to the front
Hopin ain't nobody I know; they got the fuckin yellow up
Damn, laid my homey in the street
Another victim of violence, created by the beast
And to think a minute ago
Yo I was dreamin this bullshit ceased, we killed the real
But I guess it was my, imagination
That one day we can all as one
Man fuck it, no how real it all seemed yo
The shit was a wet dream..
.. fuck this is back on