Luyện nghe bài hát Street Dreams (Remix)

Uh, what, what, uh

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

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

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

From fat cat to papi, see the cat
Twenty-five to flat, push a feet back
Holding gats wasn't making me fat, snitches on my
Living with moms, getting it on, flushing crack the toilet
Two from bein alcoholic
hundred ninety nine 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 with
The cartel coke with the nina
Up in the hotel, on sessamina
got the fishscale between her
The way the bitch shook her ass yo the never seen her
She got me back living sweeter, Caesar
Guess, Robinson's, Walle' moccasins
Bitches me while hopping in the drop-top BM
Word is bond son, I had that bitch down on my shit like

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

Growing up project-struck, looking for dreaming
the large niggas beaming, check what I'm seeing
Cars, ghetto stars ill Europeans
G'n, heard them old timers OD'n
Young, early 80's, throwing rocks at the lady
Worshipping every word them rope rocking gave me
The raised 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, to smoke blunts and drink naughty
Ain't that funny? put on to crack money
all the gun play, painting the kettle black hungry
A of beers in the staircase I wasted years
niggas went for theirs, flipping coke as they career
But I'm a rebel stressing, to out of the heat no doubt
With Jeeps tinted out, spending never out

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

Street dreams are made of
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 they knees, for with big G's
Who am I to
Everybody's looking for