| Uh, uh, yeah, ya-yeah
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| Ready, ready, ready, ready, uh
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| Now everybody wants to be rich (Yeah)
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| Nobody wants to be poor (Uh huh)
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| Every day ya hope ya hit the lotto (Uh)
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| So you don’t have to slave no more (Yeah, yeah)
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| In the hood we flip things to them fiends (Uh huh)
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| Cause even hood niggas got dream (Yeah)
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| Every day we get caught up in the struggle (Uh)
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| So we can live life, love, and bubble
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| Some jump up in the music game to get the green
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| Some do the acting thing to blow up on the movie screen
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| Some play ball hope they’re drafted by a pro team
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| Some say «man I’ma play the hood and serve the fiends»
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| Some go to school and after that do that college thing
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| Some drop out, get high, play the hood and bang
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| Some do the Wall Street, investors, stocks and bonds
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| Some don’t do shit and still home chilin' with their moms
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| Some move faster, get their Master’s
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| Doctors, lawyers, self-employors
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| Some do Mickey-D's or some food spots
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| Some be radio jocks and slice niggas at barber shops
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| You got blue-collar cats, you got white-collar cats
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| You got no-collar cats tryin' to stack a stack
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| You got cats who spend all day sippin'
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| And you got cats who just layin' back pimpin'
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| Now you got some who play the store and boost gear
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| And you got some who hustle heads doin' here
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| And you got some who secretary, bank tellers
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| And you got some who just look good for they fellas
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| You got some who’s independent, doin' they thing now
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| And you got some who wanna be they just don’t know how
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| You got some who babysit, daycare and shit
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| And you got some who hate they job and wanna quit
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| You got some who housewives, wanna stay at home
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| And you got some who’s big bosses like Sylvia Rome
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| You got some who shake for dollars, slide down a pole
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| And you got some who stressed, playin' the mommy-daddy role
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| You got some who spend their whole life savin'
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| You got some who’s lookin' for that rest haven
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| And you got some who tell that boss to kiss they ass
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| And you got some who think makin' sellin' ends
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| Somebody tried to tell you Heaven or Hell is when ya die
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| Got chu' guessin' there’s a better place up in the sky
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| See I see Heaven and Hell right here on this planet Earth
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| But mostly Hell ever since my first day of birth
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| I’ve seen Heaven from a distance, use my persistance
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| Overcome resistance and get me some
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| Ain’t no money trees sittin' outside ya front door
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| Get up and handle yours if ya tired of bein' poor |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Dreams , by - Grand Puba. Song from the album Understand This, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп