Luyện nghe bài hát My Reality

[Lil - Chorus]
My reality is than your dreams are
Got ya girl ridin' in your dream car
She wants me, she me
I got it all,
Bitch me what you don't see
My reality is bigger than your are
Got ya dream girl ridin' in your car
She me, plus I got it all Bitch tell me what you don't see
Yeah, Yeah,
My reality is bigger than dreams are
Got ya girl ridin' in your dream car
She me, she wants me
I got it all,
Bitch tell me what you see.

I got 25 lighters on my
Got the girl and the to undress her
My guitar strap is
My life is better ever

I got women all up in my
And my drug dealer pronto
Got a registered pistol in the
So, so, try me now
try me now

[Gudda
Yeah just feelin' lovely
You can hate but your girlfriend me
Yeah I'm too G like a Gucci
Hot Gudda baby I can make your melt
I your lady wet like she took a dip
And if you looking for her, you can follow the
I'm slick like Rick, the ladies my wrist
I just in the spot and out with my pick
I'm gone like a trip a nice thick redbone
On the phone gettin' call it headphone
Pimpin all over Ludacris
These hoes love me, I'm wanted a fugative

My is bigger than your dreams are
Got ya girl ridin' in your dream car
She me, she wants me
I got it all,
Bitch tell me what you see, yeah
My is bigger than your dreams are
Got ya dream girl in your dream car
She wants me, plus I got another bitch as long as you see
But you do not see, you be blind, blind
My reality is bigger than your are
Got ya dream ridin' in your dream car
She me

[Mack
you need contacts
Tell me what you see
you can't tell, I'm everything that he won't be
Talkin' bout your boyfriend, you need a man friend
Even when you aint sittin down you can't him
Dirty bandit, luxury car whipper
Crib on Dolphin Island, backyard full of
This is my reality, man just be dreaming
up in the morning, bedsheets full of semen
I mean he's wet dreaming, me I really do it
Coulda, shoulda, woulda, you shoulda knew it
And fuck the paparazzi, I will never Kiss and
I'll be the genie out the lamp or your well
be your fishing pale and you can be my yacht buddy
Take you from A-Z, connect the dots hunny
(?) has got money, cause I got money
I like the B 50 50 you got for me
It could be bread, nah it aint gotta be cash
I'll a little head or I'll take a lotta ass
I'll a friend or two, we can have a 3D weedy
I could toss you a Gudda Gudda or a Lil Weezy
Or my nigga peedy or my nigga Teedy teedy
Fuck you on the hood of red strip and green
Go head and take this
That there fuck you up, probably have you walking like
"damn, the fuck"
in streets but in the sheets you such a slut
Smash you on the top bunk, tiger
And everyday we do brunch and we do lunch
You do me, I do you
Baby we could us and I ain't gotta say no
I don't too much
far, I feel like I've been trying to sell a car
Is you buying,

Cause I ain't go no time for a drive
Do you go with me to the final frontier