-sign for the Benz Deep-dish rims is how I be spinnin Is it a dream or a dream that we be livin? [Chorus:] Is it a dream or a dream that we be livin
.. live my life as a ghetto star Niggaz with two strikes that don't wanna see the third, I feel you It's the Don Makaveli - live my life as a ghetto star
you in a crib This is how you should live A girl like you should be sitting on a yacht Looking down at ya rock I know she yours! [Chorus: The-Dream]
Bill Barrat has a simple dream He calls it his Plan B. Where there are buildings in the sky and the air is sugar free and everyone's very friendly.
gets loose You blowin up's a fucking dream like the gang truce [Keith] Gangstas flop, they go pop like Shabba-Doo [Chino] They be perpetratin live, like
For My Fallen Dreamer CHORUS: Calling The Dreamer Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh A dreamer Calling The Dreamer Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh A dreamer A Dreamer Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh A dreamer
dreamer [Chorus:] Calling a dreamer (A a a a dreamer a dreamer a a a a dreamer) Calling a dreamer (A a a a dreamer a dreamer a a a a dreamer) Sleep
t you just dream again (A Dreamer A A A Dreamer [8x]) Calling a Dreamer (A Dreamer A A A Dreamer [2x]) Calling a Dreamer (A Dreamer A A A Dreamer [2
you want it! When you get it tell us what you're gonna do with it (do with it!) 'Cause I got mine, I'm a show you how to move with it! [Chorus] [Bridge
sure my piss is clean, my wrists is gleamin' And my whip is sick, my six is mean Paparazzi take flicks and see how the bitch lean I'm every black girl's dream
eyes we are small For we serve a true and living God And He is the Lord of all [Channel 1] And if He said the land is ours then we Should move ahead
from achieving his dream, now he leaving Thugs grieve, aiyo, he never slinged a thing And died over drug beef, it's a ghetto soap opera Living on these
achieving his dream, now he leaving Thugs grieve, aiyo, he never slinged a thing And died over drug beef, it's a ghetto soap opera Living on these bugged
I landed a DREAM JOB In a scene where each mob on the streets with teams rob We don't live A SIMPLE LIFE we live by ROAD RULES TIL DEATH DO US PART and
it the world follow me Gotta see a dollar cause I'm allergy to poverty When I see a nigga I try to hit it like the lottery Slow down I need a breather
I: I got up this morning And without a word of warning I knew for sure I had to change my way Dusted my mind to clear it My body and my spirit But it'
the pillar of yeast Lost in the miscarriage, the automatic of marriage Pow! Once ya live, ya die Ohh.. what is it? Is it a mystery? Did they mention me
dream Drugs, violence, sex, and loaded magazines That's all I could talk about in these sixteen Cuz that's all I live, ask Tibs It is what is, either
