Luyện nghe bài hát Triple Beam Dreams

Its time to take it to the other
The you gotta watch A&E cable television for homie
But we live shit

I'm not a
But a lie
seen a man raise his hand on the stand he testify
Spoke on a
Amongst other
Even shared my triple beam

A project minded individual tactics
Us blacks kids born birth defects, we hyperactive
Mentally sex-crazed dysfunctional describe us
They liars, the end of the day, we survivors
I remember watching the first time
at that big house, that Porsche paid for by crime
How could I this poison to peoples in my mind
dumb to destroy themselves is how I rationalize
In a bastardized nation, 4.5 carrying
Where I'm from, ain't far from Heights the cop Aryan
A rookie boy the didn't make no profit
A stranger to the I damn near had to make them cop it
It only took a fiend to taste it once to say it's
I brought it back to poppy, ain't take no losses
He focuses on my emotionless young dealer face then
He gives me powder he has faith in
Ambition's to coke
Had additions to chains, Mercedes Benz hopes
But I'm again
shit ain't cut for me, other dealers they up their orders
Barely at 62 already up they quotas
They out there everyday, true hustlas for ya
I'm at it halfway, none of my customers are
Picturin' piping out the of a Pathfinder
Powerful pursuit for pussy cash, the diamonds
My junior high school class, wish I stayed
entrepreneur I got my grades there
Blaming society, man it wasn't fair
I would be Ivy if America played fair
excuse and so I was
Throwin' rocks at the pen just for the
Evil the life of G's
You seeing my blurry, triple dreams

Pocketful of money, parking lot full of haters
Triple dreamin', crib with 2 elevators
20 flat screens got cameras every angle
Dope been so you know the income major
Rule number 1 I can't do with a stranger
Contract killers when I feel in danger
Early nineties reminiscing I had a pager
Triple Beam Dreams now Pat Riley my

Fuck boy talking outta turn
In a court room spraying a germ nigga
25 on a line, niggas dropping dimes
Cooperation got red necks dropping time
suits and them niggas got to acting cute
We was all cool stacking them coupes
More we acted as if jackin' was cool
Snatching niggas out they shoes then wear their jackets to
boy you caught up in my dream
Countin' cream on the cover of a
I'm the Source, got the with the uncut
Jay-Z magic nigga, what! what!
Brand new S Class with a ticket
Nigga cocaine white as Hilfiger
Ralph Lauren Blue as I'm gettin' high
Triple beam as the cream multiplies
Fuck boy talking turn nigga
'Fore you dope there's shit you gotta learn nigga
Home invasions, tape
Fornicating, counting money a fuck face
Fucking bitches be giving up your whereabouts
Slow leaks, air 'em out
Kill 'em all, Rolls Royce Ghost nigga
Phantom head shit, I had to get 'em all
Niggas hate but they they never get involved
Food on my plate, 'em all like a
Triple dreams, the ghetto's my reality
I'm where ya hustle determines ya salary
6 figure family member, nigga forget it
Low income housing, try to get up out it
I got a plan nigga just in me
Triple dreaming with this thing me