Luyện nghe bài hát Dollar And A Dream 3

Hey, hey, yea, yea
Got a and a dream
Yea
I got a dolla and a dream, real on my team
Everything ain't what it
Yea
I got a and a dream, hey
[clears
Ay, I got a dolla and a dream, niggas on my team
Everything what it seems
Niggas hatin' but I love even though they trynna scheme
But I'm past that, a niggas stock is raising the Nastec
They same I'm the but yet I'm giving niggas flashbacks
Of better days, when you ain't have to for whatever played
I represent the struggle nigga I say what they say
Whenever they, spit that bullshit spittin,
this that pool pit I'm hittin niggas with the
Hostile with hoes, I got a dolla in my pocket, plus a dream
Yea you laughing my nigga but everything ain't what it
What it to know your momma or your father on that pipe
On that hard white, tell you what them scares like
I'm speaking through these bars like a in the jail
Tired of sifting through my mails I feel Cartwright, bills
Forreal, a I'll
Just let me do the talking men I know how feel

I got a dolla and a dream, real on my team
Everything ain't it seems

I got a and a dream, real niggas on my team
Everything ain't it seems
Every lady no hoe, and every bitch ain't no queen
Every nigga ain't no dog, and every nigga ain't no
Shit be for a reason, everything is everything
Every can't dunk, so white man can jump
shooting niggas fo' they even tell em put their hands up!
Crooked cops, got a nigga scared to drive thinking
that I'm slanging man I see it in their
But inside of my pocket is a plus a dream
Yea you swear girl is faithful everything ain't what it seems
See I seen how she glance and look away she want it
I ain't saying I'm a fuck her but I could if I
Know it hurts that she flirts with a this is worst
I bet if I was to hit men, I be the first
This is church, is gospel
Spit it like I get the Bible, for your survival

I got a and a dream, real niggas on my team
Everything ain't it seems

it
Ay Salle, I know I ain't answering your calls, but shit, let me explain-
It's because times been hard, been runnin trynna find a job
I hear my phone in the morning, 9 o'clock
And it's you, can't even front I ignore
I still got cha letters laying in my dresser
You telling me about all the you did for me
When I was broke, you me doe and that was big for me
See you was there every year when I you,
And you were so to give I had to be with you
Remember I used to call you on your phone line
I knew it was when my momma cosigned
But in no time, a graduated
I hit the real world, baby I'm sad to say it
But I was you, you gave a nigga major stacks
And I one day in my heart that I'm gonna pay you back"
I got a dolla and a