Текст песни Street Dreams - Groovy-G

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Street dreams are made of these (Made of these)
Push Bimmers at 300 degrees (300 degrees)
A drug dealer's destiny is reachin' a ki' (Reachin' a ki')
Everybody's lookin' for somethin'
Street dreams are made of these (Made of these)
Shorties on they knees, sweatin' sweat with
Big cheese (Sweatin' sweat with big cheese)
Who am I to disagree?
Everybody's lookin' for somethin'

My man put me up on a share, one-fourth of a square
Headed for Delaware with one change of gear
Nothin' on my mind but the dimes that we blaze
With a glaze in my eye when we find what we cravin'
Dollars and cents, a fugitive with two attempts
Jakes had no trace of the face, now they drew a print
Though I'm innocent 'til proven guilty, I'ma try to get filthy
Purchase a club and start up a realty
For real, G, I'ma fulfill my dream
If I conceal my scheme, and precisely I build my CREAM
The first trip without the clique
Center, with a quarter brick, this is it
Fresh-faced, NY plates, got the crooked eye for the Jakes
I want it all, ArmorAll Benz and endless tapes
God sakes, what a nigga gotta do to make a half a million
Without the FBI catchin' feelings?

Street dreams are made of these (Made of these)
Push Bimmers at 300 degrees (300 degrees)
A drug dealer's destiny is reachin' a ki' (Reachin' a ki')
Everybody's lookin' for somethin'
Street dreams are made of these (Made of these)
Shorties on they knees, sweatin' sweat with
Big cheese (Sweatin' sweat with big cheese)
Who am I to disagree? (Disagree)
Everybody's lookin' for somethin'

From Fat Cat to Pappy, conceited cat
Twenty-five to flat, pushed a thousand feet back
Holdin' gats wasn't makin' me fat, snitches on my back
Livin' with moms, gettin' it on, flushin' crack down the toilet
Two sips from bein' alcoholic
Nine hundred ninety-nine thou' from bein' rich, but now I'm all for it
My man saw it like Dionne Warwick
A wiser team for a wiser dream we could all score with
The cartel, Argentina coke with the nina
Up in the hotel, we smokin' on sensimilla
Trina got the fishscale between her
The way ass shook out, so the dogs never seen her
She got me back livin' sweeter, fresh Caesar
Gas in David Robinson's Wally moccasins
Blow me while I'm hoppin' in the drop-top BM
Word is bond, son, I had that ass down on my dick like this

Street dreams are made of these (Made of these)
Pushin' Bimmers at 300 degrees (300 degrees)
A drug dealer's destiny is reachin' a ki' (Reachin' a ki')
Everybody's lookin' for somethin'
Street dreams are made of these (Made of these)
Shorties on they knees, sweatin' sweat with
Big cheese (Sweatin' sweat with big cheese)
Who am I to disagree? (Disagree)
Everybody's lookin' for somethin'

Growin' up project struck, lookin' for luck, dreamin'
Scopin' at large, ass beamin', check what I'm seein'
Cars, ghetto stars, pushin' ill Europeans
G'in', heard about them old timers OD'in'
Young, early '80s, throwin' rocks at the crazy ladies
Worshipin' every word the road-rockin' ass gave me
The street raised me up, givin' up
I thought Jordans and a gold chain was livin' it up
I knew the dopes, the pushers, the addicts, everybody
Cut out of class just to smoke blunts and drink noddy
Ain't that funny? Gettin' put on to crack money
With all the gunplay, paintin' the ghetto black, hungry
A case of beers in the staircase, I wasted years
Some niggas went for theirs, flippin' coke as they career
But I'm a rebel stressin' to pull out of the heat, no doubt
With Jeeps turnin' out, spinnin', never holdin' out

Street dreams are made of these (Made of these)
Push Bimmers at 300 degrees (300 degrees)
A drug dealer's destiny is reachin' a ki' (Reachin' a ki')
Everybody's lookin' for somethin'
Street dreams are made of these (Made of these)
Shorties on they knees, sweatin' sweat with
Big cheese (Sweatin' sweat with big cheese)
Who am I to disagree? (Disagree)
Everybody's lookin' for somethin'
Street dreams are made of these (Made of these)
Push Bimmers at 300 degrees (300 degrees)
A drug dealer's destiny is reachin' a ki' (Reachin' a ki')
Everybody's lookin' for somethin'
Street dreams are made of these (Made of these)
Shorties on they knees, sweatin' sweat with
Big cheese (Sweatin' sweat with big cheese)
Who am I to disagree? (Disagree)
Everybody's lookin' for somethin'