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

Come on get it
Ya nigga my album
Dreams worth more than money
mother fuckin' summer
I been so much mofuckin' money nigga
Fuckin' all bitches
I think I done took a off
snappin' though
A lot of fallin' off
We ain't doing but gettin' stronger nigga
New deals, new money, M G Dreamchaser
get it
1]
My man got with a stone of white
If make his bail a 'mil, he coming home tonight
I went from standing on them corners, jumping on them
Talking jumping out of Bentleys, on them bikes
Middle of the no strap, ice on
Niggas pussy in the dark, let's turn them on
I used to sleep on the floors the mice on
Now it's Italian marble, moon like Mike doing
Rest in peace to Mike, I rest in the mic
I pop a couple percs, I drink that Sprite
Its levels to this shit, dog you believe my life
butter jelly on a french toast, eating right
Champagne gargling, is marvelous
62 Maybach, I can barely the shit
Got rappers scared see em' shaking like it's Parkinsons
If they my name they got flamed, I'm the arsonist
A man don't eat he gonna starve, a man starve he gonna die
I know that they gonna try, that's why I stay strapped with a new mac and it's 45
So when jump fast, better whistle like off-sides
I'm from Philly, we'll eat your cheese steak
I told Diddy, I ain't walking for no
the jeweller making the band with the freeze face
I'm on now, I got like in 3 states
2]
Do it for the vine, I ain't do it
Lets talk about the when I use to go through it
Nappy ass braids, the cold shooters
We was playing with before they had the little scooters
Shit I in with my Pumas on, you ain't 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 model
At 23 I the Rolls-Royce
So what you I did, I went and fucking got it
I hit my hood, looking fucking sour
see me rolling and I be like you fucking coward
I just want to ball, spending the on y'all
take a look at my car, you don't remember I starved
I it all
Back in the day, the K
All hate I made that go away
I do you dirty go you to the A
Put in the like that Mac in you face
And nigga, I'm mac in the bay
I'm off beat still killing shit, I'm all street still killing shit
Hurricane the first week, I still the shit
Intro out like a year and I'm still killing shit