Luyện nghe bài hát Dollar

I'm my game, can't take shit light
today, be broke tonight
I duck the pin I seek the light
On my grind, my grind's my

My life's my hood, my is slums
My is deep, hoes is young
is here, I'm out the way
I stash the for that rainy day

days to come, my storm awaits
I save for now, for
For cars and wheels, for and chains
For cows and bulls, for and bang

For candy paint, my done changed
My is grown, I needs the bank
My for real, I leaves behind
A name that lives for uh, uh

Big weed and drink, rims and paint
Fresh shoes and clothes, several hoes
Y'all idolize me, I do it for the

slide down the pole, niggas trick for hoes
We sell of dope, I ain't never broke
my fault that the world revolves the dollar

I dips to clubs, gets play
From major hoes in a way
skirts and boots, thick ass with thighs
She said it's yours, fuck me eyes

Got hoes with jobs, got hoes games
Got freaky hoes that with hey
They likes my style and I like they
She wants what's mine and I what pays

I love these without my heart
I fucks they mind not private
They in lust, dick game in truth
She her man 'cuz I keeps her loose

She dreams of me, met the chick
She mean to you you stressed the bitch
I takes her home, you the shit
She rolls her like 'The Exorcist'

Big and drink, rims and candy paint
Fresh shoes and clothes, keep hoes
Y'all idolize me, I do it for the

Girls down the pole, niggas trick for hoes
We sell of dope, I ain't never broke
Ain't my that the world revolves the dollar

It's in my blood, been real for
changed a bit, I claim the streets
I've left the but made it back
cocaine, smoked and I jacked

Prophets crack, bought cockpits and gats
and hogs, my life I rap
Put down in words, dope in packs
My block I love and they love me

Homeboys is feuding, got hate for
I rise for real, I stay guns
I sleep alone 'cuz I myself
for all but I deals in death

That's real in depth, can't bite my
I speaks my mind where I'm from
how I'm raised, I'm cut from that
That's how I'm made, can't with that

Big weed and drink, rims and paint
Fresh and clothes, keep several hoes
Y'all me, I do it for the dollar

slide down the pole, niggas trick for hoes
We sell tons of dope, I ain't broke
Ain't my fault that the revolves the dollar

Big and drink, rims and candy paint
Fresh shoes and clothes, several hoes
Y'all idolize me, I do it for the

Girls slide down the pole, trick for hoes
We sell tons of dope, I ain't never
my fault that the world revolves the dollar