Luyện nghe bài hát Project Dreamz

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

Off the show flo', sittin' on fo'
Oak wood gear shift, and dash door
Choppin' on inch Indies
Bling bling my mouth to my pinky

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

Money legal, no sellin' reefer
No more feds tryna stick me like a
it's cold outdo's come in I heat ya
You ain't walk in the sun, I A.C. ya

Don't worry 'bout that burglar comin' to ya
He trapped by alarms and the
I'm a do or die ol' for my people
a leader I'm my brotha's keeper, for real

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

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

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

What ya know 'bout havin no dough, no coat for the
Remember, we folk
cut yolk and smoke 'ports, cut throats and ya dope hoe
Talk about they 'Lac with four do's, no Vogues

kit and Momo's, outfits- Polo, pockets- so swole
Jenny Craig called- Escalade hog in the
Breakin' off ya folks too, belly full of soul
Chitt'lins, greens, pork chops, green

Yeah, I for that, each and every day I rap
I rap with God I feel you ain't really safe 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 about but mo' to lose
I ran the street, Mama me go to school
But now I got a chance to change and maintain
Mo' so, I gotta slang 'caine no mo'

yeah boy, if you really understand dirt
Well, I'ma rap and you gon' clap until hands hurt
I ain't the only person like I feel, gotta live like I live
And chill, for real

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

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

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

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

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

'Member hand-me-down, tight pants, lookin' in 'em
If too big, what 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 po', I been poor, we been po'
That's how it is in the Field, for

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

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

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

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

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

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