| Yeah, preach, preach
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| My ghetto dreams always turn to ghetto nightmares
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| At night I can’t sleep, I toss and turn
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| Candlesticks in the dark, I was whippin' the hard
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| I was gettin' the broads, they like «Who the hell is that?»
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| I was dealin' sacks, you lookin' at a nigga that drove to Hell and back
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| Charismatic, I was raised by an addict
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| With money in the attic, got guns while you at it
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| At this present time, I’m out of my mind and that’s a habit
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| Still got 'em waitin' in line, they gotta have it, yeah
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| Last night was the first night I got sleep (Oh)
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| Tossin' and turnin' for two or three weeks (Oh)
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| My nightmares are triggered by bad memories (Oh)
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| Lord, send me an angel right now while I’m havin' ghetto dreams
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| Cold sweats listenin' to the old Sweat
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| One, two, that’s a whole check (One, two)
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| Nah, for real, nigga this a whole check (Check)
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| Just horsin' around, Polo sweats (Yeah)
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| Used to dream 'bout a bigger couch (Uh)
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| Woke up in a bigger house, c’mon
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| Commas in my bank account
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| So much money I had to let the banker count
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| Last night was the first night I got sleep (Oh)
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| Tossin' and turnin' for two or three weeks (Oh)
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| My nightmares are triggered by bad memories (Oh)
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| Lord, send me an angel right now while I’m havin' ghetto dreams
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| It’s like the world stand still
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| Yesterday your little man got killed
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| And all he ever wanted was a bank roll
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| But he died too young 'cause the game’s cold
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| Most niggas ain’t know or they just think slow
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| Once you get in, you gots to leave, but you can’t though
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| 'Cause freedom make a motherfucker evil
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| To the point, down your ass when he see you
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| Let’s take that needle, fill it with poison
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| Inject the ghetto with the drug, paranoia
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| Got you lookin' at your homeboy sideways
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| Ain’t no honor among thieves, is it nowadays?
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| They tell me crime pays, but I don’t think so
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| 'Cause every criminal I know is in the clink, yo
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| A nigga in the game right now
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| Must be workin' for them people 'cause that shit played out
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| I lay awake in my four corner room, tinted candles
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| Yeah
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| My ghetto dreams always turn to ghetto nightmares |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ghetto Dreams , by - 2 Chainz. Song from the album Based On A T.R.U. Story, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп