Street Dreams Remix chords and lyrics - NAS

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[Verse 1]
[Dm]Uh, what, what, uh
Street dreams are [F]made of these
Niggas push Bimmers and
300 E's
A drug dealer's des[G]tiny is
reaching a [Dm]ki
Everybody's looking for something
[F]Street dreams are made of
[G]these[Dm]
Shorties on [F]they knees for nig[G]gas
[Dm]with [F]big
[G]che[Dm]ese
Who [F]am I to dis[Dm]agree?
Everybody's looking
[F]for something

[Verse 2]
My man put me up for the share, one-
fourth of [Am]a square
[Dm]Headed for Delaware,
with one change of [F]gear
Nothing on my mind but
[G]the dime sack [Dm]we blazed
[F]With [G]the glaze[Dm]
in [F]my eye
[Am], that we find [G]when we crave
[Dm]Dollars and cents,
a fugitive with [F]two [G]attempts
Jakes had [Dm]no trace of the face,
now they [F]drew a print
Though I'm innocent 'til [G]proven guilty
I'ma [C]try to get [Dm]filthy,
purchase a club and start up [F]realty
For real G, I'ma [Am]fulfill my dream
If I [Dm]conceal my scheme, then
precisely I'll build my cream
The first [F]trip without the clique
[G]Sent [Dm]the bitch with [F]the quarter [G]brick,
[Dm]this is it
[F]Fresh [Am]face, NY p[Dm]lates got a[F][G][Am]
[Dm]crooked eye for the [F]Jakes
I want it all, ArmorAll Benz
and [C]endless papes
God [Dm]sake, what nigga got to do
to make [F]a half million
[Am]Without the FBI catching feelings?

[Verse 3]
Street [Dm]dreams are made of these
Niggas push Bimmers and 300 E's
A [F]drug dealer's destiny is
reaching a ki
Everybody's looking for something
[G]Street [Am]dream[Dm]s
are made of these
Shorties on [F]they knees for niggas
with big cheese
Who am I to disagree?
[G]Everybody's looking for something

[Verse 4]
From [Dm]Fat Cat to Pappy,
[F]niggas see the cat
Twenty- five to flat,
[C]push a thousand feet [Dm]back
Holding gats wasn't making
[F]me fat, snitches on my back
Living with moms, getting it on, flushing
crack down the [Am]toilet
Two sips from bein alcoholic
[Dm]Nine- hundred- ninety [F]nine
thou' from being rich
But now, I'm all [Am]for it
My man saw [Dm]it like
Dionne Warwick
A wiser team [F]for a wiser dream
we [Am]could all score with
The [Dm]cartel,
[F]Argentina coke wit[G]h the[Dm] nina
Up in [F]the hotel, smoking on sessamina
Trina got [G]the fishscale between her
The [Dm]way the bitch [F]shook her ass,
yo, the [G]dogs never [Am]seen her
She [Dm]got me back living [F]sweeter,
fresh Caesar
[G]Guess, David Robinson's,
[Dm]Wall[F]e' moccasins
Bitches [G]blow me [Dm]while hopping in
the [F]drop- top BM'
[Am]Word is bond, son, I had that
[Dm]bitch down on my shit [F]like this
[G]Street dream

[Verse 5]
[Dm]s are
made [F]of [G]these
[Am]Niggas [Dm]push Bimmers and 300 [F]E's
A drug dealer's destiny
is reaching a ki
Everybody's [Am]looking for something
[C]Street dreams [Dm]are made of these
Shorties on they knees [F]for
niggas with big cheese
Who [Am]am I to disagree?
[Dm]Everybody's looking
[F]for something

[Verse 6]
Growing up project- struck,
[Am]looking for luck[Dm], dreaming
Scoping the large niggas beaming, check what
I'm seeing
Cars, ghetto stars [F]pushing
ill Europeans
G'ing, heard about them old
[G]timers OD'ing
Young, early 80's, throwing
rocks at the [Dm]crazy lady
Worshipping every word them rope
rocking niggas [F]gave me
The street raised me up giving a fuck
[G]I thought Jordan's [C]and a [Dm]gold chain
was living it up
I knew the dopes, the pushers,
[F]the addicts, everybody
[Am]Cut out of class just to smoke
blunts and [Dm]drink noddy
Ain't that funny? Getting
put on [F]to crack money
With all the gunplay,
[G]painting [Dm]the kettle black hungry
[F]A case of beers in [Am]the staircase,
I wasted [Dm]years
Some niggas went [F]for theirs, flipping
coke as they career
But [C]I'm a [Dm]rebel stressing to pull out
of the heat, no doubt
[F]With Jeeps tinted out, spending,
never holding [Am]out

[Verse 7]
Street dreams are made of these Niggas [Dm]push
Bimmers and 300 E's
A drug dealer's [F]destiny
is reaching a ki
Everybody's looking for [Am]something
Street dreams are made of [Dm]these
Shorties on they knees
for niggas [F]with big cheese
Who am I to disagree?
Everybody's looking for something
[G]Street dreams are made of these Niggas

[Verse 8]
[Dm]
push Bimmers and
300 E's
A drug dealer's destiny is [F]reaching a ki
Every[G]body's looking for something
[Dm]Street dreams are made of th[F]ese
Shorties on they knees for
niggas with big cheese
Who am [Am]I to disagree?
Everybody's looking for
[Dm]something
Yeah, nigga, what? Oh, shit
Queensbridge, boy, what? Yo, what?
Yo, [F]they shot dunn,

[Verse 9]
dawg
[Am]Yo, yo, lets get the hell [Dm]outta here y'all,
I don't [F]give [G]a f[Dm]uck-[F]
Look, he on [G]his back right now
[Dm]We gotta get u[F]p outta
here, son
Yo, come on run, yo
[Am]Watch out, man, yo watch [Dm]out ,
watch out, nigga
Yo, yo hol' up, hol' up, hol' up
Yo, I twis[F]ted that kid, right?
[Am]Hell yeah, dunn
Yo, [Dm]why you-
Yo, yo, come on though
(Oh, shit)
Yo, we gotta got up [F]outta here,
yo
[G]You think somebody
[Dm]peep[F]ed that?
Yo, hell yeah, I'm saying, yo,
as long [Am]as we get rid o-
Get rid of [Dm]the heat, yo
Fuck that
Get [F]rid of the heat, yo
Come on, come on, I'm threw that shit,
come on
We gotta bounce, yo
Let's bounce