Luyện nghe bài hát Dollar & A Dream

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

A dolla and a dream, all a nigga 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 gave me nothing?
Pops left me, I ain't never cry, baby, fuck him, life.
And me I'm living,
what a nigga made out,
The shit I was given,
Look what a came out
Momma sewing 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 niggas never pop no Cristal, it was pistols.
You pass through, you better pray them bullets y'all,
I thank the Lord He let a nigga make it far,
A lot don't, a lot of moms weep.
I gotta carry on, all the is on me.
You never know a nigga might try to harm me.
Rest In Peace nigga John Lee,
I liquor, homie.

foul, but yo the world keeps spinning,
Gotta winning, get up off this cheap linen,
Nigga eat, even if it means sinning,
Niggas want beef, Imma my teeth in 'em.
Pause, I go harder, I am all a dollar.
You niggas smart? I'm a motherfucking scholar.
So trust me, I ain't 'til my money is long,
So much dough, them will think I'm rocking money cologne.

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

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

You the routine, man

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