Luyện nghe bài hát Dreams Worth More Than Money (Freestyle)

Come on get it
Ya my album comin'
Dreams worth more money nigga
mother fuckin' summer
I been gettin' so much mofuckin' money
Fuckin' all bitches
I think I done took a off
Still snappin'
A lot of fallin' off
We ain't nothin' but gettin' stronger nigga
New deals, new money, double M G
get it
1]
My man got with a stone of white
If they make his bail a 'mil, he coming home
I went standing on them corners, jumping on them flights
Talking jumping out of Bentleys, jumping on bikes
Middle of the no strap, ice on
pussy in the dark, let's turn them lights on
I used to sleep on the same the mice on
Now Italian marble, moon walking like Mike doing
Rest in peace to Mike, I in peace the mic
I pop a couple percs, I drink that Easter
Its to this shit, dog you won't believe my life
butter jelly on a french toast, eating right
Champagne gargling, everything is
62 Maybach, I can park the shit
Got these rappers scared see em' shaking it's Parkinsons
If they my name they got flamed, I'm the arsonist
A man don't eat he gonna starve, a man gonna he gonna die
I know that they gonna try, that's why I stay strapped with a brand new mac and 45
So when they jump fast, better whistle like
Cause I'm Philly, we'll eat your cheese steak
I told Diddy, I ain't for no cheesecake
Cause the jeweller making the band with the freeze
I'm on now, I got neighbors in 3 states
2]
Do it for the vine, I gonna do it
talk about the time when I use to go through it
Nappy ass braids, the cold shooters
We was playing with razors before they had the scooters
Shit I in with my Pumas on, you ain't even know it
These a million dollar pair of sneaks nigga, you ain't even it
Said Reebok dropped Ross, we even know it
Cause he went and brought that Bentley Breitling, he even show it
At 21 I to pop a bottle
At 22 I the hottest model
At 23 I the Rolls-Royce
So you think I did, I went and fucking got it
I hit my hood, niggas looking fucking
They see me and I be like you fucking coward
I want to ball, spending the quarter on y'all
Just take a look at my car, you don't remember I
I it all
Back in the day, the K
All that hate I made go away
I do you go you back to the A
Put in the verse that Mac in you face
And nigga, I'm mac in the bay
I'm off beat still killing shit, I'm speaking all street killing shit
the first week, I still killed the shit
Intro been out like a year and I'm still shit