Luyện nghe bài hát Big Dreams

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

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

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

Swerve, I'm still that's my word
All I did was the the kitchens, did some tracks on the birds
Irv, know I'ma murderer
Half these niggas beefin' with me, I never heard of

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

The whole world waitin' on him
I come, droptop Phantom
I'm on 'em, look around
All the niggas 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,

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

That's when the start tellin'
You can catch 'em on the couch everyday at 4 like Ellen
Prime-time, nigga, my time, nigga
Jacob ain't got shit to do my shine, nigga

Cause when the sun come up from 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 that chained fence
And I'm going down behind my dogs, but I ain't
Tell me one I put out that ain't sick?
No, I'm not the Doctor but I produce the same

The whole been waitin' on him
Here I come, Phantom
I'm on 'em, look around
All the niggas hatin' on him
Mad I'm Chronic 2008tin' on them

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 done enough fellas to be you, nigga
I got the 40/40 made by two
I make you Holla, Holla, I Ja Rule

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

I got blood diamonds outta Angola
Wave my red rag in the air, signal Wayne over
Yeah, when the Crys start poppin'
The pills start droppin' and the haters watchin'

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

The whole been waitin' on him
I come, droptop Phantom
I'm skatin' on 'em, look
All the bitch niggas 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,

You was wrong,
Shit, I you but Im still smokin, I love you, mama
Chronic 2001 [Incomprehensible],
Dr. Dre started it, I just it
I mean, [Incomprehensible] with a big homie far
me, I do