Street dreams are made of these Everybody's looking for something Niggas push Beemers and 300 E's A drug dealer's destiny is reaching a key Shorties on they knees, for niggas with big G's Who am I to disagree? Uh, what, what, uh My man put me up for the

Murder, a mothafuckin' murder No you didn't see it but I know you bitches heard it Blood on the corner, damn I miss my dawg I'm just thinkin' 'bout his daughter, in another life he ballin' Please hold while I locate your information. Your checking

DTP we got them guns that go Yea I'm all about that pistol player, cold blooded killer Niggaz recognize my name, I dub the young dealer You better tell ya man that with the gauges I'm nice Ill shoot up y'all white shirts until y'all look like dikes But

It's your neighborhood drug dealer Uh, I'm your neighborhood drug dealer I'm your neighborhood drug dealer Neighborhood drug dealer One, two, what it be? Michael Jordan, white, bitch, 23 Uh, it's your neighborhood drug dealer Bet you hear my pipes rev

Baby, you got it Baby, you the love of my life You know I want it Love of my life, love of my life Love, love, love, love Drugs that I like Selling all the drugs that I like Dealer, dealer, dealer

Told mama I'm a thug nigga, drug dealer, gang banger, young nigga I'm a hustler, baby (come here, daddy) Bandana and some low cuts Still trap the 4 Don't trip I'm a hustler, baby (come here, daddy) Now I got that money, everybody love me I'm a thug

Ja you's a window shopper Mad at me, I think I know why Jada you's a window shopper In the jewelry store lookin' at shit you can't buy Joe you's a window shopper In the dealership tryin to get a test drive Nas you's a window shopper Mad as fuck when you

Aonde o vento é brisa Onde não haja quem possa Com a nossa felicidade Vamos brindar a vida, meu bem E o céu claro de estrelas Do que a gente precisa É tomar um banho de chuva Um banho de chuva (Ai, ai, ai, ai, ai, ai, ai, ai, ai)

When Daddy let me drive A young boy two hands on the wheel I can't replace the way it made me feel It's painted red, the stripe was white It was eighteen feet from the bow to the stern light Second hand from a dealer in Atlanta I rode up with Daddy when

This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race I'm a leading man and the lies I weave are oh so intricate Oh so intricate yeah I am an arms dealer Fitting you with weapons in the form of words And don't really care which side wins Long as the room keeps