Luyện nghe bài hát Project Dreamz

Rent thirty days late, be gone by Saturday
Tired of sellin' cocaine, folks tryna me
Every night dreamin 'bout livin' lavish
A watch full of karats, a candy Caddy

Off the show flo', on fo' Vogues
Oak wood gear shift, steer and dash
Choppin' on seventeen inch
Bling bling from my to my pinky

about my jewelry, grill and my Fleetwood
Financially stable so my folks can eat
sittin' out on the hill to sleep good
Livin' just like we should

legal, no more sellin' reefer
No more feds stick me like a needle
When cold outdo's come in I heat ya
You ain't gotta in the sun, I A.C. ya

Don't worry 'bout that burglar to creep ya
He trapped by and the millimeter
I'm a do or die ol' for my people
Follow a I'm my brotha's keeper, for real

I'ma have me a big Caddy
House on the hill for my ma' and my
Live happy and I'm still nappy
Makin' legal money, no feds tryna me

I'ma have me a big nice
House on the for my ma' and my pappy
Live life and I'm still nappy
Nigga, legal money, no feds trap me

If you ever been put your hands up
You been broke put your hands up, put hands up
You ever been broke put hands up
You broke put your hands up, put 'em up

What ya know 'bout no dough, no coat for the winter?
Remember, we poor
Most cut and smoke 'ports, cut throats and ya dope hoe
Talk they wanna 'Lac with four do's, no Vogues

Wood kit and Momo's, outfits- Polo, so swole
Craig called- Escalade hog in the yard
Breakin' off ya folks too, belly full of soul
Chitt'lins, greens, pork chops, green

Yeah, I for that, each and every day I rap
I rap with God 'cause I feel you really safe with gats
We slacks but government helped in welfare
My folk cries to the law and ain't no help

We ain't had much, the less to brag but mo' to lose
I ran the street, Mama me go to school
But now I got a chance to thangs and maintain
Mo' so, I ain't slang 'caine no mo'

Hell yeah boy, if you understand dirt
Well, I'ma rap and you gon' until your hands hurt
I ain't the only person feel like I feel, live like I live
And chill, for real

I'ma me a big nice Caddy
House on the for my ma' and my pappy
Live life and I'm still nappy
Makin' legal money, no tryna trap me

I'ma have me a big Caddy
House on the for my ma' and my pappy
Live life and I'm still nappy
Nigga, legal money, no feds trap me

If you ever broke put your hands up
You been broke put your up, put your hands up
You been broke put your hands up
You broke put your hands up, put 'em up

Now, put your hands up if broke folks tried [Incomprehensible]
But ate free lunch and you never had [Incomprehensible]
Put ya hands up, if you feel my
Have you ever bathed with the size of a Cert?

disguise the dirt then 'cause we all know rocks
It's the reason furniture go to the pawn shop
'Cause ya crackhead 'cuz the car antennas
I understand see, it's a in every family

hand-me-down, tight pants, lookin' slim in 'em
If too big, what you do? Put a hem in 'em
'Member over the loud sounds when the wind blow
the trash bag's replacin' yo' car window
Man, I been po', I poor, we been po'
how it is in the Field, for real

I'ma have me a big Caddy
House on the for my ma' and my pappy
Live happy and I'm still nappy
Makin' money, no feds tryna trap me

have me a big nice Caddy
House on the hill for my ma' and my
life happy and I'm still nappy
Nigga, legal money, no feds tryna me

If you ever been broke put hands up
You been broke put your hands up, put your up
You ever been put your hands up
You been broke put your up, put 'em up

I'ma have me a big Caddy
House on the hill for my ma' and my
Live life happy and I'm nappy
legal money, no feds tryna trap me

I'ma have me a big Caddy
House on the for my ma' and my pappy
Live life happy and I'm nappy
Nigga, legal money, no tryna trap me

If you ever broke put your hands up
You been broke put your up, put your hands up
You ever been put your hands up
You broke put your hands up, put 'em up