ฟังเพลงDrug Dealers Dream

Drug Dealers Dream - Rick Ross

Mighty Mohamed, son of Osama

Son of a betch

One time for my mama

Tats on my back, tats on my face

Betch I'm a don, can you relate?

It's never too late

My nigers were rely

Never would say

My nigger were same

Know I'm a sinner, now give me my sentence

Labeled a hustla, look at my Benz

One time for Black, one time for Nut

One time for Gucci, one time for Kano

One time for Dizzle

This my realest

One time for Trav and all the drug dealers

Murda, a muthafuckin murda

No, you didn't see it but I know you fuckin heard it

Blood on the counter, damn I miss my dawg

I'm just thinkin bout his daughter, in another life he ballin

Is this a drug dealer's dream

Cus all I ever see is dimes on disease

Mansion on the water, home in the hills

Let the fed tell it, it really isn't his

Photograph our endeavors, plottin potential setups

See the extra promotion

Tax charges, etcetera

Confiscated the whips, concentratin on flips

Contemplatin a trip, congregatin for bricks

Lord know I'm a sinner

Be more than the winter

Ignited the trash to make you a killer

Lord forgive these bitches

Getting they money strippin

Chasin this fast money, next time we do it different

Shout out to KOD, shout out to Onyx

Shout out to MMG, know we the hottest

Yea, yea

Yea

Murda, a muthafuckin murda

No, you didn't see it but I know you betches heard it

Blood on the counter, damn I miss my dawg

I'm just thinkin bout his daughter, in another life he ballin

Aggravated work, this distracted all of my foes

Wannabe friends, we just takin control

Get vision the clearest, I get shooters on clearance

Better fit in a Lambo but did it for the appearance

I see the rich go to jail

He put Wi Fi in his cell

Middle of the night, my niggas wanna Skype

I just count money for him, next just get him high

They say it's hard to smile with a double life

In the middle of the night with a bloody knife

Lord give em a chance, every man should be free

He wanted him a degree but got him a key

Open that door, just hopin for more

They gave him a bar, I gave him a Porsche

I gave him a name, I gave him a shot

I gave him the game, I gave him a block

Smoking on that gas, I be thinkin too fast

Drug dealers' dream, now I just this cash

Boy tatted on my neck

A real nigga, boy I never write a check

Murda, a muthafuckin murda

No, you didn't see it but I know you betches heard it

Blood on the counter, damn I miss my dawg

I'm just thinkin bout his daughter, in another life he ballin