Текст песни Daz Dillinger - Fucc Dreamin` the Same Dream
Daz Dillinger - Fucc Dreamin` the Same Dream слова песни
[Daz]reality, reality...[Daz - chorus 2x]fuck dreamin the same dreamsbein down for the same teamwether it seems to be reality it`s just a dreamwhy, eye to eye, the colors that I wear is do or diewhen I walk down the streets, will I meet evil in disguise[Daz]now I`m dreamin a new dreambein down with the Snoop teamwether it seems to be reality, it`s not a dreamand the colors I wear is do or dieif I git caught slippin will I meet evil up in disguiseso I pack a bigger strap, .32 round capwith my mind tellin me no or should I peel this cap backcuz these hater ass niggaz only out for my wealthsee I don`t know what the future really holds for myselfand then I tell myself"there`s nowhere for me to turn"when you fucked up so many times you bound to learnit`s reality and fatality that you and your boys y`all wanna smoke me upniggaz wanna battle me, ya soul is lostneva-eva to be foundwhen my friends be around when they rest me in the groundwe blast for the cash, bashin for greenlife ain`t what it seems, niggaz full of horrible dreamsDat Nigga Daz is on the mash againyeah, it`s Dillinger with a fifth of Henlivin in a world of sin will my composer ever be the samegive it to you like it is, fuck playin them gamesI wanna fuck yo bitch cuz I wanna bust a nutbut you silly ass bitches wanna get me caught upbut it`s hard to survive in 2005but I got 2005 ways just to let a nigga dieit`s all about controversythe same ass niggaz out to work meit`s the same bitch niggaz out to hurt memy closest road dog said he won`t switch sideshe said he`d represent it till the fuckin day that he`d diehe know he lied cuz niggaz who live wrong is bound to live a short lifewhen you perish ya go to hell for the shit you didn`t do rightwill money be the rule of my destructionwithout the money I can`t even seem to functionit shows me what money is capable ofnow my worstest enemies, I show `em no lovebuy me some Hennesy, I need some Hennesyfrom Long Beach to Atlanta, back to TennesseeI`m not the age of being a man of eatin hamfuck stamps, 16 Compton g`s in my handlet ya to the older niggaz who started this shit (Long Beeeeach!)now I got my own crew hoppin in respect (Dogg Poooound)like to cook it, blow it up, double and triple my profitnow every dope dealer wanna cop itbecuz I got the bomb and I ain`t goin backso everybody draw down nigga draw out ya strap[Daz - chorus 2x][Daz]yeahfuck dreamin the same dreamswaitin on the motherfucker to help you out ya bullshit all the timetake your life to your own destinyif you fucked up you did it on your owndon`t let another motherfucker fuck you uptake time, thinkbe about yourselfyeahfuck dreamin the same dreams