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and Dre
Back on the Westside
L.A.X niggas,
Y'all know who the I am

I'm free as a motherfuckin' bird, I
Disappear in thin air, go Game, nigga where?
Posted on the in them black Airs
In that all black Phantom, hug the block like a

Yeah, that V12 is
Flyin' the city with the pedal to the floor then
I put 26 inches on the curb, tell the hood I'm back
me a corner, let me serve

Swerve, I'm still dope that's my
All I did was the switch the kitchens, did some tracks on the
Irv, Gotti know I'ma
Half niggas beefin' with me, I never heard of them

If I was the old me I would them
Matter fact, if I was the old me, I would Curtis
Courtesy of my Smith &
I kill like aids, nigga get infected

The whole been waitin' on him
Here I come, droptop
I'm on 'em, look around
All the bitch hatin' on him
Mad cause I'm 2008tin' on them

Big cars, big wheels, big
Big pimpin', big
Big dreams, dreams,
Big dreams, dreams,
Big dreams,

I get like Junior Mafia used to
On my way to school ten in my FUBU
Lunchtime, I was behind the bungalows
Baggin' up rocks the of melons

That's when the fiends start
You can catch 'em on the couch everyday at 4 o'clock like
Prime-time, nigga, it's my time,
ain't got shit to do with my shine, nigga

Cause the sun come up from behind the sea
Niggas see me the B
E N T, don't for entertainment
Stands for 0 to 60, anybody see where went?

To the hood, parked crooked behind that fence
And I'm going down my dogs, but I ain't Vick
Tell me one album I put out ain't sick?
No, I'm not the but I produce the same shit

The world been waitin' on him
Here I come, droptop
I'm on 'em, look around
All the bitch hatin' on him
Mad cause I'm Chronic 2008tin' on

Big cars, big wheels, big
Big pimpin', big
Big dreams, dreams,
Big dreams, dreams,
Big dreams,

Big cars, big wheels, big
Big pimpin', big
Big dreams, dreams,
Big dreams, dreams,
Big dreams,

Yo Jay, it do, nigga?
I rocked enough fellas to be you, nigga
I got the made by two jiggas
I make you Holla, Holla, I Ja Rule

The lion's in the room, waddup Fat
I'm Curtis' kryptonite and the Joey Crack know
said, The Game over, musta had a hangover
Get money, my driveway sponsored by Range

I got blood straight outta Angola
Wave my red rag in the air, Lil' Wayne over
Yeah, that's when the Crys poppin'
The start droppin' and the haters start watchin'

The DJ spinnin', the panties get the droppin'
For album three, it goin' platinum's not an option
I'm back with and Dre a.k.a. the monsters
And I got one word for you motherfuckers,

The whole world waitin' on him
Here I come, droptop
I'm skatin' on 'em, look
All the bitch hatin' on him
Mad cause I'm Chronic 2008tin' on

Big cars, big wheels, big
Big pimpin', big
Big dreams, dreams,
Big dreams, dreams,
Big dreams,

You was wrong,
Shit, I love you but Im smokin, I love you, mama
Chronic [Incomprehensible], motherfuckers
Dr. Dre it, I just finished it
I mean, [Incomprehensible] with a big homie far
me, I do