Street Dreams

(Big L rest in peace) [Verse 1] 2 A.M., just got outta the bar, headed to my car Me and Castro kind of blown 'cus we parked so far Walkin' down the street, spot a couple of goonies on the creek Pockets full of cash, so we dash fast, to avoid they ass 'Cus we know they trailin' now we on the run Heavily inhaling, exhaling as i begin to caress my gun We gettin' closer to our destination I always mind my business but, somehow I find myself in these situations That's what I'm facin' if I give up now They startin' poppin some, you know we exchangin' bullets in the street He dropped one but, I grace another And in the heat of the moment I thought about my girl and how much I love her Prayin' to god that tonight wasn't my last supper 'Cus they tryin' to spill my blood and break me for this bread Motherfucker take all this lead, yeah that's what I said That's 2 down and 2 to go But, then the others disappeared yo So, now we on the roll, finally made it back to the car My homie thinkin' that we all good but, hold up there they are Fuckin' fast in the XLR Goddamn what a mission Thought process, keys to ignition Try to ditch 'em, so now we in the whip speedin' Dodgin' bullets as we proceedin' 'Til my man limbo These bimbo's try to play us like nintendo, hell no Hit him on the phone, let him know we wasn't alone Comin' through the zone, my homie picked up before the dial tone "Whaddup my man, what's good? Is everything ok?" Hell naw, get your heater and be ready to spray Pulled up to his crib and my man was ready to go, ha Jumped in the back with a semi-automatic Bustin' eratic, quite the lethal weapon addict So, we let 'em have it We've been in and out of traffic until we lost 'em Whippin' for a couple of minutes wishin' we could've tossed So now I'm drivin, thankin' god that I'm still survivin' Received the call from my man boss, he was chillin' and vibin' Said he was on the road, found out about a pack of waves So, I said that's getup, I got a story that'll blow you away Couple minutes passed, met up at a red light Called him on his celly celler "Lets hit the deli and grab a bite" So, now it's feelin' but, when Castro was signin' my car Plus, my homie boss trailin' behind us but, not too far Now we on the strip, everybody coolin' they jets 'Til I hear my man Castro yell out "oh shit" Here come the motherfuckers again out the blue like a crip They want to bother us, tryin' to take out the whole lot of us Now they bustin' they balls Movin' through the tired and I made them crash Now they comin' for ours I hit the huvee while, my man flash Hit the passenger in the door, now his brains up on the dash The driver stopped, tryin' to clean the blood up off the glass Givin' us just enough time to go and pick up boss' ass All together, started raining I hate this weather But it didn't matter, only thing on my mind is vendetta 'Cus that was for the one He scared as shit but, we chasin' sun Hit the highway, doin' it up by a buck and some Castro halfway up the sunroof firin' No fear, so, I guess that's what I do admire him Duck and spray, 'til he caught one in the shoulder Fell back, gushin' blood, but, my man's a soldier He hit the exit, now we whippin' through the city Contemplating, how the situations getting shitty Now we out of ammo, so. we sped up to the side of his ride And 10 and took a lide hit him quick and watched the whip slide My man bar strapped the gat from the car handle to out the window Shot the gas tank, we watched the whole thing blow Now we laughin' headed to the hospital for Castro [Verse 2] Oh no, I guess popo got wind of the blow Cus like 15 cars came out of nowhere yo And now they on pursuit, didn't even hesitate to shoot Murder weapon possession in the trunk for the loot If we get caught it's either life or death so fuck 'em Might as well go out blazin' or we might just duck 'em Hit a hard right, goin 120 through a warehouse Hit the lights in the engine so, they don't know where we're about Just around the corner was a bridge out of the city No cops in sight, me and my homies feelin' giddy My man, Castro, was like fuck them collars But, speak of the devil 'cus appearred two choppers They lights on us, callin' out cars to our location Mind racin', checked the rearview Saw every cop from the fuckin' station And what was comin' and the bridge was risin' You shoulda saw it, told my boys to buck it let me up cause i'm about to floor it Everything was perfectly aligned and we was at a good speed My homie limbo didn't hesitate to spark the good weed Feelin' like I'm home free halfway up the ramp Escape is my goal, but, open fire hit the tire Now we outta control, off of the bridge we go