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Karaokê Street Dreams - Nas

Esta música é uma versão de Street Dreams, popularizada por Nas

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Tempo idêntico ao original: 91 BPM

Tonalidade idêntica ao original: Rém

Duração: 04:10 - Visualizar: 01:22

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Ano de lançamento: 1996
Estilos: Rap & Hip-Hop, Em inglês
Autor Original: Annie Lennox, David Allan Stewart, Tone, Poke, Nas

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Letra Street Dreams

Street dreams are made of these
Made of these three-hundred E's
Push beamers and three-hundred E's
A drug dealer's destiny is reachin' a key
Reachin' a key
Everybody's lookin' for somethin'
Street dreams are
Made of these for niggas with big cheese made of these
Shorties on they knees wit as wit' as big cheese
Who am I to disagree?
Everybody's
Lookin' for somethin'
My man put me up for the share one-fourth of a square
Headed for Delaware wit' one change of gear
Nothin' on my mind but the dime sack we blazed
Wit' the glaze in my eye that we find when we crave
Dollars and cents a fugitive with two attempts
Jakes had no trace of the face now they drew a print
Though I'm innocent 'till proven guilty
I'ma try to get filthy purchase a club and start up for realty
For real G
I'ma fullfill my dream
If I conceal my scheme then precisely I'll build my cream
The first trip without the clique sent the wit' the quarter brick this is it
Fresh face NY plates got a crooked eye for the Jakes
I want it all ArmorAll
Benz and endless papes
God's sake what a got to do to make a half million
Without the FBI catchin' feelin's
Street dreams are made of these
Made of these
Push beamers and three-hundred E's three-hundred E's
A drug dealer's destiny is reachin' a key
Reachin' a key
Everybody's lookin' for somethin'
Street dreams are
Made of these made of these
Shorties on they knees for niggas with big cheese for niggas with big cheese
Who am I to disagree?
Disagree
Everybody's lookin' for somethin'
From Fat Cat to Papy niggas see the cat
Twenty-five to flat push a thousand feet back
Holdin' gats wasn't making me fat
Snitches on my back livin wit' 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 sessamina
Trina got the fishscale between her
The way shook her ass sure the dogs never seen her
She got me back livin' sweeter fresh Caesar
Guess David Robinson's
Wally moccasins
Blow me while
I'm hoppin' in the drop-top B-M
Word is bond son I had that down on my like this
Street dreams are made of these
Made of these
Push beamers and three-hundred E's three-hundred E's
A drug dealer's destiny is reachin' a key
Reachin' a key
Everybody's lookin' for somethin'
Street dreams are
Made of these made of these
Shorties on they knees for niggas with big cheese big cheese
Who am I to disagree?
Disagree
Everybody's lookin' for somethin'
Growin up project-struck lookin' for luck dreamin'
Scopin' the large beamin' check what I'm seein'
Cars ghetto stars pushin ill Europeans
G'n heard about them old timers OD'n
Young early eighty's throwin' rocks at the crazy lady
Worshippin' every word them rope rockin' gave me
The street raised me up givin' a
I thought Jordan's 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 the crack money
With all the gunplay paintin' the kettle black hungry
A case of beers in the staircase I wasted years
Some went for theirs flippin' coke as they career
But I'm a rebel stressin' to pull out of the heat no doubt
With Jeeps tinted out spendin never holdin' out
Street dreams are made of these
Made of these
Push beamers and three-hundred E's three-hundred E's
A drug dealer's destiny is reachin' a key
Reachin' a key
Everybody's lookin' for somethin'
Street dreams are
Made of these made of these
Shorties on they knees for niggas with big cheese wit' big cheese
Who am I to disagree?
Disagree
Everybody's lookin' for somethin'
Street dreams are
Made of these made of these
Push beamers and three-hundred E's three-hundred E's
A drug dealer's destiny is reachin' a key
Reachin' a key
Everybody's lookin' for somethin'
Street dreams are
Made of these made of these
Shorties on they knees for niggas with big cheese for niggas with big cheese
Who am I to disagree?
Disagree everybody's lookin' for
Somethin'

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