| Million dollar dreams, hundred dollar nightmares
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| Stomp him 'til he bleed, my nigga don’t fight fair
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| It’s OPB, I promise I was right there
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| With my heart on my sleeve and my gun in my hand
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| It’s jumpin' when the day end, your block gon' look like Space Jam
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| My momma wasn’t prayin' for no reason, scared her baby was deceased
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| Out here runnin' from police, it’s playin' grown up in these streets
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| But I’m a problem and no nigga breathin' stoppin' that, cock it back
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| Ridin' with my niggas 'til the tires flat
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| Ride where you ain’t welcome at
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| Born for this shit I think cause ain’t nobody takin' action
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| Gotta make it big or I’ll be here if I don’t make it happen
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| Plus my mama sick and medication cost her Cadillac
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| Likely that she’ll die before we straight and I ain’t havin' that
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| Niggas never had it all so don’t show it off, I’m grabbin' that
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| Sippin', I’m just here to get the green
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| Tryin' to make a hundred thousand off these million dollar dreams
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| Every dream chasin' figures, late night runnin' the streets
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| It’s just me and my niggas with these million dollar dreams
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| And these my niggas 'til the end, no matter how it seems
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| And I’m gon' ride for them cause I know they gon' ride for me
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| (Me and my niggas) with these million dollar dreams
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| (Me and my niggas) Gotta get it by any means
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| (Me and my niggas) with these million dollar dreams
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| (Me and my niggas) with these million dollar dreams
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| Ride for my niggas cause I know they’ll ride for me and I will
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| Die for my niggas cause I know they’ll die for me and I’m a
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| Ride for my niggas cause I know they’ll ride for me and I will
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| Die for my niggas, I’m a ride for my niggas
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| My brother just got four years for two gun charges
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| And still fuck a case I’m strapped regardless
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| Run up on me, I’m sparkin', out here sellin' drugs cause niggas is starvin'
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| Slangin' trees like Tarzan so hit my phone for the bargain
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| Told my momma I’m crippin', she said don’t call for a visit
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| If you’ll ass do a sentence go right in somebody’s prison
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| But I’m thuggin' with my niggas 'til my clock stop on seventh street
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| The poppy block, everybody know how the naughtys rock
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| We fight for what’s ours cause all we got is the streets
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| Cause the streets filled the pot when we ain’t have shit to eat
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| Out here grindin' 'round the clock, the rent due next week
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| I got two halves, a nigga need at least two eighty for these
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| I’m tryin' to turn these beats into a hundred thousand
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| Damned if I let my mama die up in that public housin', gotta get it
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| Cause forever all my niggas been without and do whatever for the cheddar
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| Catch me lackin', bitch I doubt it |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Million $ Dreams , by - Joey Fatts. Song from the album Chipper Jones Vol. 3, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп