letra de i had a dream - fg famous
[intro]
h-llo?
h-llo?
man, 70 brother, man i gotta run you ’bout this sh-t
d-mn, what’s happenin’ man? what the f-ck?
man i just had a bad -ss dream n-gg-, for real
oh, you straight huh? the f-ck wrong?
run that sh-t, what the business is?
aight, let me run it, look
[chorus]
i had a dream a n-gg- tried to walk me down with a stick
i was loaded full of dodey, ridin’ slow, me and my b-tch
so i pulled up at the store, i had to stop and take a p-ss
the whole time a n-gg- following me, but i ain’t notice it
get out the car and turned around, and saw him running to me quick
i’m just hoping, really praying that somehow this n-gg- miss
next i wake up out my sleep, paranoid, sweatin’ and sh-t
grab my glock straight off the dresser, ready for a p-ssy b-tch
[verse]
and that’s on gang
don’t you hate how many problems money bring?
this sh-t a shame
it’s some people you’ll never think’ll change, they want the fame
i’ll never let ’em take me out the game
i’m out here strapped up with cutter, plus i keep one in the brain
it stay with me
the drum my n-gg-, this b-tch hold fifty
no i’m lyin’, it hold seventy-five, b-tch ain’t no missin’
took the stock off, now i call it baby k, my b-tch the sickest
back to business, lil famous with the sh-ts, that’s how i’m livin’
hold on, n-gg- tried to get me like the stick wasn’t with me
what if the sh-t was real life? the odds would be against me
i probably would’ve whacked a n-gg-, put his -ss six feet
we’ll never know, maybe the n-gg- could’ve zipped me
but it’s up, all i know i was gon’ bust
i ain’t saying i was gon’ live, but don’t believe in giving up
i just put my faith in god ’cause i know he’ll heal me up
but check this out, answer this question, why he wanna k!ll me for?
’cause i be flexing in designer, lookin’ like a million bucks?
or he hate the fact im sh-ttin’ on ’em when i’m pullin’ up
f-ck a n-gg-, even hitters fold under pressure bruh
put all my trust in baby k, and can’t forget the monkey nuts, man
[chorus]
i had a dream a n-gg- tried to walk me down with a stick
i was loaded full of dodey, ridin’ slow, me and my b-tch
so i pulled up at the store, i had to stop and take a p-ss
the whole time a n-gg- following me, but i ain’t notice it
get out the car and turned around, and saw him running to me quick
i’m just hoping, really praying that somehow this n-gg- miss
next i wake up out my sleep, paranoid, sweatin’ and sh-t
grab my glock straight off the dresser, ready for a p-ssy b-tch
[outro]
and that’s on gang n-gg-, yeah
drum dummie made the beat so you know this b-tch r-t-rded
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