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

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