[Verse 1]
The black American dream
Play ball, sell coke and rock
Might spend more than two chicks' graduation and prom night
Win a couple of fights, roll dice, and smoke weed
Make a million dollars selling Gucci or hot beats
Get to leave playing all three
That pigskin, Stern's new Spalding, or Louisville Slugger
To have more than one lover, only one baby's mother
No child support cases in court, or alimony
Buy Moms and Grams both gifts they wanted
Get them both Cadillacs and throw some D's on it
Show Pops you can do better, raising kids as he did
Go back to the hood, buy your boys whips and grips
Watch them retire your jersey at Franklin High
Roll blunts and pop bottles with Pac one night
Get that call from Hussein to come and hoop at his place
Cause he got a second term and now the hundreds got his face
Now come on
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We call it the black American dream
Now, now, the black American dream
We all get high cause we all are fiends
Gangsters hustle cause we all have needs
The world's gone crazy cause we all want cheese
So live that life of p**y, coke, and weed
[Verse 2]
The world has to fight for their spots
Cops shoot at the block
Chicks hold, cause they hot
Snitches eat through a straw
And they all fill us in, and they all want to be free
All they all falling victim to these guns in these streets
Then there's crooked politicians, n***as with ammunition
The ten year old ba*tard watching too much television
They all share the same dream, to do anything for cream
One rebels, one robs, one's a fake emcee
They do anything for power, ? chinchillas
Just cause you from Wall Street don't make you no better
I got friends out the pen, that might go back again
Cause they get their felonies, cause that's how they feed their kids
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[Verse 3]
I brought the flyest chick that I ever had
Got a rental blue Jag
Show them how I did you Nicki
Baby stop that
Gotta get this paper so we can cop whips and cribs, baby
Cause they don't think we love eachother, think we both crazy
So what we do some ?, and smoke some green stems
Pimped a few chicks together, the name is
Black American dream, money, guns, and a bad chick
That will love you when you're broke and be submissive when you wish
You can trust her 'round your friends, maybe cop her a Benz
Or put money on the books, if you ever see the pen
Now come on
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