Текст песни Nas - Street Dreams 12", слова песни Nas

Текст песни Nas - Street Dreams 12"

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"Uh. What?! What?! Uh."Street dreams are made of theseThugs drop Beemers wit` three-hundred E`sA drug dealer`s destiny is reachin` a kiEverybody`s lookin` for somethin`Street dreams are made of theseShorties on they knees for playas wit` big cheeseWho am I to disagree?Everybody`s lookin` for somethin`[Noise and a gun shot]My man put me up for the share, one-fourth of a squareHeaded for Delaware wit` one change of gearNothin` on my mind but the dime sack we blazedwit` the glaze in my eye that we find when we cravedollars and cents- A fugitive with two attemptsJakes had no trace of the face, now they drew a printThough I`m innocent `til proven guilty,I`ma try to get filthy, purchase a club and start up for realty For real, G, I`ma fullfill my dreamIf I conceal my scheme, then precisely I`ll build my C.R.E.A.M.The first trip without the cliqueSent the bitch wit` the quarter brick, this is itFresh face, NY plates, got a crooked eye for the JakesI want it all, ArmorAll Benz and endless papesF` God sake, what a nigga got to do to make a half millionwithout the FBI catchin` feelin`sStreet dreams are made of theseThugs drop Beemers wit` three-hundred E`sA drug dealer`s destiny is reachin` a kiEverybody`s lookin` for somethin`Street dreams are made of theseShorties on they knees for playas wit` big cheeseWho am I to disagree?Everybody`s lookin` for somethin`From fat cat to papi, niggas see the cattwenty-five to flat, push a thousand feet backHoldin` gats wasn`t making me fat, snitches on my backLivin wit` moms, gettin it on, flushin` crackdown the toilet- Two sips from bein` alcoholicNine-hundred-ninety-nine thou from bein` rich but now I`m all for itMy man saw it like Dionne WarwickA wiser team for a wiser dream, we could all score itThe cartel, Argentina coke with the ninaUp in the hotel smokin` on sessaminaTrina got the fishscale between herThe way the bitch shook her ass, yo, the dogs never seen herShe got me back livin` sweeter, fresh Caesar,Guess, David Robinson`s, Walle` moccasinsBitches blow me while hoppin` in the drop-top B-M."Word is bond, son, I had that bitch down on my shit like this."("Uh. What? What? Word?")Street dreams are made of theseThugs drop Beemers wit` three-hundred E`sA drug dealer`s destiny is reachin` a kiEverybody`s lookin` for somethin`Street dreams are made of theseShorties on they knees for playas wit` big cheeseWho am I to disagree?Everybody`s lookin` for somethin`Ill designer fleece, studded marquise,a letta L on my car keys- Thuggin` hard on Cavarse`Posters be Franchesco and all these betsMobile phones in the armrest, ladies be the bombestI creep tinted, parked the whip and grabbed the rentedSeems like I`m changin` my location every minutelike a plague is on my head, son- I vision red rumWarrent squads knockin` at the same time the Feds comePandemonium got me puffin` CambodianGrand openin`s of barber shops and stockMy jew-el rock, tokin` pronto- Livin` like a pabloPapi like a poncho until the state patrollers pulled us overfound the guns and the goodHad a nigga like `Nas had to run through the woods`Sneakin` out the next mornin`- Looked up to God,guess in all this was a fuckin` warnin`Took my diamonds in for the pawnin`Now I`m back on the climbin`Movin` consigned through rain, sleet, whatever climateSo many ups and downs shiftin`, I was twisted minded`Mazed on top, all the hoes and pussy had me blindedBig lip bitches, suckin` dick rediculousGS`es and vest-es, larger rays lookin` sentiousBack on the block buggin`, how the fuck I been through this?Nearly caused my life but now I can`t show a cent from it.Street dreams are made of theseThugs drop Beemers wit` three-hundred E`sA drug dealer`s destiny is reachin` a ki

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