Текст песни Nas - Street Dreams, слова песни Nas

Текст песни Nas - Street Dreams

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1 - Street dreams are made of these niggas pushin` bimas and 300 e`s a drugdealer destiny is reaching the keysEverybody`s looking for somethingStreet dreams are made of these shorties on their knees, for niggas withbig g`sWho am I to disagreeEverybody` looking for somethingMy man put me up for the share, on fourth of a squareheaded for delaware, with one change of gearnothing on my mind, but the dime sack we blazedwith thw glaze in my ete, that we find when we cravedollars and cents, a fugutive with two attemptsJakes had no trace of the face now they drew a printthough I`m innocent till proven guiltyI`m gonna try to filthy, purchase a clubAnd start up a realty for real g, I`m a fullfill my dreamIf I conceal my scheme then precisely I`ll build my creamthe first tip without the clique, send the bitchWith the quarter brick, this is it fresh face, n.y. plategot a crooked eye for them jakesI want it all, armorall benz with endless papesfor God`s sakes what nigga got to do to make a half millionwithout the FBI catchin` feelingRepeat 1From fat cat to pappyniggas see the cat, 25 to flat push a thousand feet backholding gats wasn`t making me fat snitches on my backliving with my moms, getting it on flushing crack down toilettwo sips from being alcoholic nine hundred ninety nine thou for being rich but now I`m all for itmy man saw it like Dionne warmick a wiser team, for a wiser dreamWe could all score with the cartel argentina coke with the nine up in a hotel smoking on sesamina trina got the fish scale between herthe way the bitch shook her assyo the dogs never seen hershe got my back living sweeter, freshcaesarguess, David robinson, wally moccasinsbitches blow me while hopping in the drop top bmword is born son, I had the bitch down on my shit like thisRepeat 1blowing up projects struck, looking for luck dreamingscoping, the large niggas beaming check what I`m seeingcars, ghetto stars pushing I`ll europeans.G-ing, heard about the old timers o-d-ingyoung early 80`sthrowing rocks at the crazy ladiesworkshipping every word, these low rocking nigga gave methe street raised me up, giving a fuckI thought Jordans and a gold chain was living it upI knew the dopes, the pushers the addicts everybodycut out of class, just to smoke blunts and drink notty.Ain`t that funny getting put on to crack moneywith all the gun play, painting the kettle black hungrya case of beers in the staircase I wasted yearssome niggas went to theirs, flipping coke as their career.But I`m a rebel stressing to pull out of the heat no doubt,when jeeps jetted outSpinning, never holding outRepeat 1

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