Luyện nghe bài hát Dollar & A Dream

For all my ville man,
All my niggas man, (lights off and shit)
All my real niggas, no matter where you from

A dolla and a dream, thats all a got
So if its that c.r.e.a.m., then I'm all up in the spot.
I was in the F-A-
Why a nigga never me nothing?
Pops left me, I ain't never cry, baby, him, that's life.
And me I'm living,
Look what a nigga out,
The that I was given,
Look a nigga came out
sewing patches on my holes,
Man, our couldn't put this flame out.

Straight up, I got my against the brick wall,
I'm from a world where niggas pop no Cristal, it was pistols.
You through, you better pray them bullets missed y'all,
I thank the Lord He let a make it this far,
A lot don't, a lot of moms weep.
I gotta on, all the weight is on me.
You never know when a nigga might try to me.
Rest In Peace that nigga Lee,
I liquor, homie.

It's foul, but yo the keeps spinning,
Gotta keep winning, get up off cheap linen,
Nigga Imma eat, even if it sinning,
Niggas beef, Imma sink my teeth in 'em.
Pause, I go harder, I am all a dollar.
You street smart? I'm a motherfucking scholar.
So trust me, I stopping 'til my money is long,
So much dough, them hoes will think I'm rocking cologne.

Have a at the crib waiting, "Honey, I'm home."
greens for a nigga, give 'em plenty, a dome.
It's funny, we dream about money so much its like we got it,
Until we up in our pockets, its time to face reality,
The ville is a nigga now,
And if you ain't focused you be here for awhile, yeah.

My nigga Mike with me, riding shotgun,
Type a know about every car, but don't got one.
That's hunger, no wonder niggas with the evils,
Posted on the corner, selling crack its legal.
But who am I to judge how a nigga get his
This money coming soon, dog, I'm get my cake up.
I I gotta wake up these niggas myself,
An E&J sipper, but my is top shelf,
J, the rawest shit you niggas ever heard of.
A nigga, call me the Fayetteville Observer.

You the routine, man

Real can relate,
And niggas can relate, man.
My know about the struggle, man.
What you know about your momma sewing patches on your holes,
I had the light jeans with the green patches, haha, oh shit.
I was in like first man, I swear
It was the Sixes came out, the Jordan Sixes.
Them shit was so fly man, I wanted so bad.
what up man?
My nigga Darryl had them shits on in yo,
I wanted shit soooo bad.
I begged my mom for shit, you know.
But she couldn't afford it, yo, she me,
Got me some Reeboks tops, ahaha
But that was all tho, cuz uh,
The year after that I had, I had some, some no shits,
Some all black shits,
Them shits had metal, metal shoelace buckles and shit, you
But you know then niggas didn't,
Niggas ain't even know he was broke man, no and shit.
But uh, have changed man, I got bills,
My mom is in debt, what you about that?
College and shit, nigga
get this money, ma