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"Uh. What?! What?! Uh." |
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Street dreams are made of these |
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Thugs drop Beemers wit' three-hundred E's |
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A drug dealer's destiny is reachin' a ki |
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Everybody's lookin' for somethin' |
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Street dreams are made of these |
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Shorties on they knees for playas wit' big cheese |
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Who am I to disagree? |
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Everybody's lookin' for somethin' |
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My man put me up for the share, one-fourth of a square |
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Headed for Delaware wit' one change of gear |
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Nothin' on my mind but the dime sack we blazed |
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wit' the glaze in my eye that we find when we crave |
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dollars and cents- A fugitive with two attempts |
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Jakes had no trace of the face, now they drew a print |
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Though I'm innocent 'til proven guilty, |
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I'ma try to get filthy, purchase a club and start up for realty |
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For real, G, I'ma fullfill my dream |
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If I conceal my scheme, then precisely I'll build my C.R.E.A.M. |
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The first trip without the clique |
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Sent the bitch wit' the quarter brick, this is it |
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Fresh face, NY plates, got a crooked eye for the Jakes |
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I want it all, ArmorAll Benz and endless papes |
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F' God sake, what a nigga got to do to make a half million |
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without the FBI catchin' feelin's |
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Street dreams are made of these |
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Thugs drop Beemers wit' three-hundred E's |
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A drug dealer's destiny is reachin' a ki |
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Everybody's lookin' for somethin' |
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Street dreams are made of these |
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Shorties on they knees for playas wit' big cheese |
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Who am I to disagree? |
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Everybody's lookin' for somethin' |
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From fat cat to papi, niggas see the cat |
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twenty-five to flat, push a thousand feet back |
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Holdin' gats wasn't making me fat, snitches on my back |
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Livin wit' moms, gettin it on, flushin' crack |
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down the toilet- Two sips from bein' alcoholic |
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Nine-hundred-ninety-nine thou from bein' rich but now I'm all for it |
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My man saw it like Dionne Warwick |
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A wiser team for a wiser dream, we could all score it |
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The cartel, Argentina coke with the nina |
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Up in the hotel smokin' on sessamina |
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Trina got the fishscale between her |
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The way the bitch shook her ass, yo, the dogs never seen her |
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She got me back livin' sweeter, fresh Caesar, |
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Guess, David Robinson's, Walle' moccasins |
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Bitches blow me while hoppin' in the drop-top B-M. |
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"Word is bond, son, I had that bitch down on my shit like this." |
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("Uh. What? What? Word?") |
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Street dreams are made of these |
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Thugs drop Beemers wit' three-hundred E's |
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A drug dealer's destiny is reachin' a ki |
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Everybody's lookin' for somethin' |
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Street dreams are made of these |
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Shorties on they knees for playas wit' big cheese |
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Who am I to disagree? |
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Everybody's lookin' for somethin' |
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Street dreams are made of these |
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Thugs drop Beemers wit' three-hundred E's |
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A drug dealer's destiny is reachin' a ki |
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Everybody's lookin' for somethin' |
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Street dreams are made of these |
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Shorties on they knees for playas wit' big cheese |
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Who am I to disagree? |
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Everybody's lookin' for somethin' |
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