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[00:00.83]Uhh, what, what, uhh..
[00:02.51]Chorus: Nas (set to Eurythmics "Sweet Dreams")
[00:03.56]Street dreams are made of these
[00:06.50]*****z push Beemers and 300 E's
[00:08.72]A drug dealer's destiny is reaching a key
[00:10.79]Everybody's looking for somethin..
[00:13.61]Street dreams are made of these
[00:15.68]Shorties on they knees, for *****z with big G's
[00:19.28]Who am I to disagree?
[00:21.41]Everybody's looking for something..
[00:29.04]My man put me up for the share, one-fourth of a *******
[00:32.43]Headed for Delaware, with one change of gear
[00:34.86]Nothing on my mind but the dime sack we blazed
[00:37.44]with the glaze in my eye, that we find when we crave
[00:40.02]dollars and cents, a fugitive with two attempts
[00:42.54]Jakes had no trace of the face, now they drew a print
[00:45.27]Though I'm innocent 'til proven guilty
[00:47.55]I'ma try to filthy, purchase a club and start up a realty
[00:50.55]For real G, I'ma fulfil my dream
[00:52.62]If I conceal my scheme, then precisely I'll build my cream
[00:55.89]the first trip without the clique
[00:57.54]Sent the ******* with the quarter brick, this is it
[01:00.21]Fresh face, NY plates got a Crooked I for the Jakes
[01:03.84]I want it all, ArmorAll Benz and endless papes
[01:06.54]God's sake, what ***** got to do to make a half million
[01:09.75]without the FBI catching feelings
[01:31.47]Chorus
[01:32.73]From fat cat to papi, *****s see the cat
[01:35.34]Twenty-five to flat, push a thousand feet back
[01:37.62]Holding gats wasn't making me fat, snitches on my back
[01:40.62]Living with Moms, getting it on, flu*******ng crack down the toilet
[01:43.89]Two sips from being alcoholic
[01:45.69]Nine hundred ninety nine thou from being rich but now I'm all for it
[01:49.08]My man saw it like Dionne Warwick
[01:51.00]A wiser team, for a wiser dream we could all score with
[01:54.00]The cartel Argentina coke with the Nina
[01:56.61]Up in the hotel, smoking on sessamina
[01:59.31]Trina got the fishscale between her
[02:01.26]The way the ******* shook her ass yo the dogs never seen her
[02:04.17]She got me back living sweeter, fresh Caesar
[02:06.81]Guess, David Robinson's, Walle' moccasins
[02:09.72]******* blow me while hopping in the drop-top BM
[02:12.00]Word is bond son, I had that ******* down on my *******t like this
[02:35.01]Chorus
[02:35.67]Growing up project-struck, looking for luck dreaming
[02:38.55]Scoping the large *****s beaming, check what I'm seeing
[02:41.10]Cars, ghetto stars pu*******ng ill Europeans
[02:44.13]G'n, heard about them old timers OD'n
[02:46.44]Young, early '80's, throwing rocks at the crazy lady
[02:49.35]Wor*******pping every word them rope rocking *****z gave me
[02:52.05]The street raised me up, giving a *****
[02:54.09]I thought Jordan's and a gold chain was living it up
[02:56.73]I knew the ****s, the pushers, the addicts everybody
[02:59.55]Cut out of class, just to smoke blunts and drink naughty
[03:02.25]Ain't that funny? Getting put on to crack money
[03:04.89]With all the gunplay, painting the kettle black hungry
[03:07.56]A case of beers in the staircase I wasted years
[03:10.20]Some *****s went for theirs, flipping coke as they career
[03:12.84]But I'm a rebel stressing, to pull out of the heat no doubt
[03:15.84]With Jeeps tinted out, spending never holding out
[03:59.31]Chorus 2X