Luyện nghe bài hát Street Dreams (Remix)

Uh, what, what, uh

Street dreams are of these
push Beemers and 300 E's
A dealer's destiny is reaching a key
Everybody's looking for
Street dreams are of these
Shorties on they knees, for with big G's
Who am I to
Everybody's for something

My man put me up for the share, one-fourth of a
Headed for Delaware, with one change of
Nothing on my mind but the dime sack we
With the glaze in my eye, we find when we crave
Dollars and cents, a fugitive two attempts
had no trace of the face, now they drew a print
Though I'm innocent, til guilty
I'ma try to filthy, purchase a club and start up
For G, I'ma fulfill my dream
If I conceal my scheme, then precisely I'll build my
The first without the clique
Sent the bitch with the brick, this is it
Fresh face, NY plates got a I for the Jakes
I it all, Armor All Benz and endless papes
God sake, nigga got to do to make a half million
the FBI catching feelings

Street dreams are of these
push Beemers and 300 E's
A drug dealer's destiny is a key
Everybody's looking for
Street dreams are of these
Shorties on they knees, for with big G's
Who am I to
looking for something

From fat cat to papi, see the cat
Twenty-five to flat, a thousand feet back
Holding gats wasn't making me fat, snitches on my
Living with moms, getting it on, flushing down the toilet
Two from bein alcoholic
Nine hundred ninety thou from being rich but now I'm all for it
My man saw it like Dionne
A wiser team, for a wiser dream we could all score
The cartel Argentina coke with the
Up in the hotel, smoking on
got the fishscale between her
The way the bitch her ass yo the dogs never seen her
She got me back sweeter, fresh Caesar
Guess, David Robinson's, Walle'
blow me while hopping in the drop-top BM
Word is bond son, I had that bitch on my shit like this

dreams are made of these
Niggas push and 300 E's
A drug dealer's destiny is a key
Everybody's looking for
Street dreams are made of
Shorties on knees, for niggas with big G's
Who am I to
looking for something

Growing up project-struck, looking for luck
Scoping the large niggas beaming, what I'm seeing
Cars, stars pushing ill Europeans
G'n, heard about them old OD'n
Young, 80's, throwing rocks at the crazy lady
Worshipping every word rope rocking niggas gave me
The street me up, giving a fuck
I thought Jordan's and a gold was living it up
I the dopes, the pushers, the addicts everybody
Cut out of class, just to blunts and drink naughty
Ain't that funny? Getting put on to crack
With all the gun play, painting the kettle hungry
A case of beers in the staircase I wasted
Some niggas went for theirs, flipping as they career
But I'm a stressing, to pull out of the heat no doubt
With tinted out, spending never holding out

dreams are made of these
Niggas Beemers and 300 E's
A drug destiny is reaching a key
Everybody's looking for
dreams are made of these
Shorties on they knees, for niggas big G's
Who am I to
Everybody's looking for

Street dreams are made of
Niggas push and 300 E's
A dealer's destiny is reaching a key
looking for something
Street dreams are made of
Shorties on knees, for niggas with big G's
Who am I to
Everybody's for something