[00:00.000] 作词 : Annie Lennox/Dave Stewart/Nas/Samuel Barnes
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Annie Lennox/Dave Stewart/Nas/Samuel Barnes
[00:02.760]"Uh. What?! What?! Uh."
[00:03.410]
[00:03.760]Street dreams are made of these
[00:05.300]Thugs drop Beemers wit' three-hundred E's
[00:07.910]A drug dealer's destiny is reachin' a ki
[00:10.790]Everybody's lookin' for somethin'
[00:13.620]Street dreams are made of these
[00:15.940]Shorties on they knees for playas wit' big cheese
[00:18.620]Who am I to disagree?
[00:21.220]Everybody's lookin' for somethin'
[00:22.590]
[00:29.560]My man put me up for the share, one-fourth of a square
[00:32.440]Headed for Delaware wit' one change of gear
[00:34.900]Nothin' on my mind but the dime sack we blazed
[00:37.390]wit' the glaze in my eye that we find when we crave
[00:40.020]dollars and cents- A fugitive with two attempts
[00:42.430]Jakes had no trace of the face, now they drew a print
[00:45.280]Though I'm innocent 'til proven guilty,
[00:47.410]I'ma try to get filthy, purchase a club and start up for realty
[00:50.370]For real, G, I'ma fullfill my dream
[00:52.720]If I conceal my scheme, then precisely I'll build my C.R.E.A.M.
[00:55.870]The first trip without the clique
[00:57.580]Sent the nigga wit' the quarter brick, this is it
[00:59.620]Fresh face, NY plates, got a crooked eye for the Jakes
[01:03.810]I want it all, ArmorAll Benz and endless papes
[01:06.620]F' God sake, what a nigga got to do to make a half million
[01:09.770]without the FBI catchin' feelin's
[01:11.130]
[01:11.980]Street dreams are made of these
[01:13.930]Thugs drop Beemers wit' three-hundred E's
[01:16.640]A drug dealer's destiny is reachin' a ki
[01:19.250]Everybody's lookin' for somethin'
[01:22.310]Street dreams are made of these
[01:24.540]Shorties on they knees for playas wit' big cheese
[01:27.290]Who am I to disagree?
[01:29.840]Everybody's lookin' for somethin'
[01:32.120]
[01:33.030]From fat cat to papi, niggas see the cat
[01:35.450]twenty-five to flat, push a thousand feet back
[01:37.710]Holdin' gats wasn't making me fat, snitches on my back
[01:40.590]Livin wit' moms, gettin it on, flushin' crack
[01:43.000]down the toilet- Two sips from bein' alcoholic
[01:45.660]Nine-hundred-ninety-nine thou from bein' rich but now I'm all for it
[01:48.840]My man saw it like Dionne Warwick
[01:51.160]A wiser team for a wiser dream, we could all score it
[01:53.900]The cartel, Argentina coke with the nina
[01:56.500]Up in the hotel smokin' on sessamina
[01:59.320]Trina got the fishscale between her
[02:01.530]The way the nigga shook her ass, yo, the dogs never seen her
[02:04.040]She got me back livin' sweeter, fresh Caesar,
[02:06.920]Guess, David Robinson's, Walle' moccasins
[02:09.380]Niggas blow me while hoppin' in the drop-top B-M.
[02:11.260]
[02:12.210]Word is bond, son, I had that nigga down on my d**k like this.
[02:14.410]("Uh. What? What? Word?")
[02:15.190]
[02:15.460]Street dreams are made of these
[02:17.260]Thugs drop Beemers wit' three-hundred E's
[02:19.840]A drug dealer's destiny is reachin' a ki
[02:22.540]Everybody's lookin' for somethin'
[02:25.550]Street dreams are made of these
[02:27.910]Shorties on they knees for playas wit' big cheese
[02:30.570]Who am I to disagree?
[02:33.190]Everybody's lookin' for somethin'
[03:18.760]Street dreams are made of these
[03:20.690]Thugs drop Beemers wit' three-hundred E's
[03:23.300]A drug dealer's destiny is reachin' a ki
[03:26.060]Everybody's lookin' for somethin'
[03:28.970]Street dreams are made of these
[03:31.270]Shorties on they knees for playas wit' big cheese
[03:34.000]Who am I to disagree?
[03:36.630]Everybody's lookin' for somethin'
[03:38.390]

作词 : Annie Lennox/Dave Stewart/Nas/Samuel Barnes
作曲 : Annie Lennox/Dave Stewart/Nas/Samuel Barnes
"Uh. What?! What?! Uh."
Street dreams are made of these
Thugs drop Beemers wit' three-hundred E's
A drug dealer's destiny is reachin' a ki
Everybody's lookin' for somethin'
Street dreams are made of these
Shorties on they knees for playas wit' 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 'til 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 C.R.E.A.M.
The first trip without the clique
Sent the nigga 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
F' God sake, what a nigga got to do to make a half million
without the FBI catchin' feelin's
Street dreams are made of these
Thugs drop Beemers wit' three-hundred E's
A drug dealer's destiny is reachin' a ki
Everybody's lookin' for somethin'
Street dreams are made of these
Shorties on they knees for playas wit' big cheese
Who am I to disagree?
Everybody's lookin' for somethin'
From fat cat to papi, 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 it
The cartel, Argentina coke with the nina
Up in the hotel smokin' on sessamina
Trina got the fishscale between her
The way the nigga shook her ass, yo, the dogs never seen her
She got me back livin' sweeter, fresh Caesar,
Guess, David Robinson's, Walle' moccasins
Niggas blow me while hoppin' in the drop-top B-M.
Word is bond, son, I had that nigga down on my d**k like this.
("Uh. What? What? Word?")
Street dreams are made of these
Thugs drop Beemers wit' three-hundred E's
A drug dealer's destiny is reachin' a ki
Everybody's lookin' for somethin'
Street dreams are made of these
Shorties on they knees for playas wit' big cheese
Who am I to disagree?
Everybody's lookin' for somethin'
Street dreams are made of these
Thugs drop Beemers wit' three-hundred E's
A drug dealer's destiny is reachin' a ki
Everybody's lookin' for somethin'
Street dreams are made of these
Shorties on they knees for playas wit' big cheese
Who am I to disagree?
Everybody's lookin' for somethin'