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

Come on get it
Ya my album comin'
Dreams worth more than money
This mother fuckin'
I been so much mofuckin' money nigga
Fuckin' all bitches
I think I done took a off
Still snappin'
A lot of fallin' off
We ain't doing nothin' but gettin' stronger
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 tonight
I went from standing on them corners, jumping on them
Talking jumping out of Bentleys, jumping on bikes
Middle of the no strap, ice on
Niggas in the dark, let's turn them lights on
I to sleep on the same floors the mice on
Now it's 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 levels to shit, dog you won't believe my life
Peanut butter jelly on a french toast, eating
Champagne gargling, is marvelous
62 Maybach, I can barely the shit
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 gonna starve, a man gonna he gonna die
I know they gonna try, that's why I stay strapped with a brand new mac and it's 45
So when they jump fast, whistle like off-sides
Cause I'm from Philly, eat your cheese steak
I told Diddy, I walking for no cheesecake
Cause the jeweller making the with the freeze face
I'm on now, I got neighbors like in 3
2]
Do it for the vine, I gonna do it
Lets talk about the time when I use to go it
Nappy ass braids, the cold shooters
We was playing with razors before had the little scooters
Shit I walked in with my Pumas on, you 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 Bentley Breitling, he ain't even show it
At 21 I to pop a bottle
At 22 I the hottest model
At 23 I wanted the
So what you I did, I went and fucking got it
I hit my hood, niggas looking sour
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 I starved
I it all
in the day, packing the K
All that I made 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 week, I still killed the shit
Intro out like a year and I'm still killing shit