Luyện nghe bài hát Project Dreamz

Rent thirty days late, gotta be by Saturday
Tired of sellin' cocaine, folks tryna me
Every night dreamin 'bout livin' lavish
A watch full of karats, a candy Caddy

Off the flo', sittin' on fo' Vogues
Oak wood gear shift, steer and dash
Choppin' on inch Indies
Bling bling from my mouth to my

Enough my jewelry, grill and my Fleetwood
Financially stable so my can eat good
House sittin' out on the hill to good
Livin' peaceful like we should

Money legal, no more reefer
No more feds stick me like a needle
When it's cold outdo's come in I ya
You gotta walk in the sun, I A.C. ya

Don't 'bout that burglar comin' to creep ya
He trapped by and the millimeter
I'm a do or die ol' playa for my
Follow a I'm my brotha's keeper, for real

I'ma have me a big nice
House on the hill for my ma' and my
Live happy and I'm still nappy
Makin' legal money, no feds tryna me

I'ma me a big nice Caddy
House on the hill for my ma' and my
Live life happy and I'm nappy
Nigga, legal money, no feds trap me

If you ever been broke put your up
You been put your hands up, put your hands up
You been broke put your hands up
You been put your hands up, put 'em up

What ya know 'bout havin no dough, no for the winter?
Remember, we poor
Most cut yolk and smoke 'ports, cut throats and ya hoe
Talk about they wanna 'Lac with do's, no Vogues

Wood kit and Momo's, Polo, pockets- so swole
Jenny Craig called- hog in the yard
Breakin' off ya too, belly full of soul food
Chitt'lins, greens, pork chops, beens

Yeah, I pray for that, each and day I rap
I rap with God 'cause I feel you ain't really with gats
We escape slacks but helped in welfare
My cries to the law and ain't no help there

We ain't had much, the less to brag about but mo' to
I ran the street, Mama told me go to
But now I got a chance to change and maintain
Mo' so, I ain't gotta slang no mo'

Hell yeah boy, if you really understand
Well, I'ma rap and you gon' clap your hands hurt
I the only person feel like I feel, gotta live like I live
And wanna chill, for

have me a big nice Caddy
House on the hill for my ma' and my
Live happy and I'm still nappy
Makin' legal money, no feds trap me

I'ma have me a big Caddy
House on the hill for my ma' and my
Live life happy and I'm nappy
Nigga, money, no feds tryna trap me

If you ever broke put your hands up
You been put your hands up, put your hands up
You ever been broke put your up
You been broke put hands up, put 'em up

Now, put hands up if you're broke folks tried [Incomprehensible]
But y'all ate free and you never had [Incomprehensible]
Put ya hands up, if you feel my
Have you ever with soap the size of a Cert?

Don't disguise the dirt then 'cause we all rocks
It's the reason furniture go to the pawn shop
'Cause ya crackhead 'cuz smokin' the car
I understand see, it's a junkie in every

'Member hand-me-down, tight pants, slim in 'em
If they too big, you do? Put a hem in 'em
'Member talkin' over the loud sounds the wind blow
the trash bag's replacin' yo' car window
Man, I been po', I poor, we been po'
That's how it is in the Field, for

I'ma me a big nice Caddy
House on the for my ma' and my pappy
Live life happy and I'm nappy
legal money, no feds tryna trap me

I'ma have me a big Caddy
on the hill for my ma' and my pappy
Live happy and I'm still nappy
Nigga, legal money, no feds trap me

If you ever been broke put hands up
You broke put your hands up, put your hands up
You been broke put your hands up
You broke put your hands up, put 'em up

I'ma have me a big Caddy
House on the hill for my ma' and my
Live life and I'm still nappy
Makin' legal money, no feds tryna me

I'ma have me a big nice
House on the hill for my ma' and my
Live life happy and I'm still
Nigga, money, no feds tryna trap me

If you ever been put your hands up
You been broke put hands up, put your hands up
You ever been put your hands up
You been broke put hands up, put 'em up