Luyện nghe bài hát Project Dreamz

Rent days late, gotta be gone by Saturday
Tired of sellin' cocaine, tryna trap me
Every night 'bout livin' life lavish
A full of karats, a candy coated Caddy

Off the flo', sittin' on fo' Vogues
Oak gear shift, steer and dash door
Choppin' on inch Indies
Bling bling from my to my pinky

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

Money legal, no more reefer
No feds tryna stick me like a needle
When it's cold outdo's in I heat ya
You gotta walk in the sun, I A.C. ya

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

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

I'ma me a big nice Caddy
on the hill for my ma' and my pappy
Live life happy and I'm still
Nigga, money, no feds tryna trap me

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

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

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

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

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

Hell yeah boy, if you really dirt
Well, I'ma rap and you gon' clap until your hurt
I the only person feel like I feel, gotta live like I live
And chill, for real

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

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

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

Now, put your up if you're broke folks tried [Incomprehensible]
But y'all ate free and you never had [Incomprehensible]
Put ya hands up, if you my hurt
Have you ever bathed with soap the of a Cert?

Don't the dirt then 'cause we all know rocks
It's the real furniture go to the pawn shop
ya crackhead 'cuz smokin' the car antennas
I understand see, a junkie in every family

'Member hand-me-down, tight pants, slim in 'em
If too big, what you do? Put a hem in 'em
talkin' over the loud sounds when the wind blow
'Cause the trash replacin' yo' car window
Man, I po', I been 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 life and I'm still nappy
legal money, no feds tryna trap me

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

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

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

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