Luyện nghe bài hát Big Dreams

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

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

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

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

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

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

I get money like Junior used to
On my way to school ten in my FUBU
Lunchtime, I was sellin' the bungalows
Baggin' up the size of melons

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

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

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

The whole world been on him
Here I come, Phantom
I'm skatin' on 'em, look
All the niggas 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,

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

Yo Jay, it do, nigga?
I done rocked enough fellas to be you,
I got the 40/40 by two jiggas
I you Holla, Holla, I Ja Rule niggas

The in the room, waddup Fat Joe?
I'm Curtis' kryptonite and the nigga Joey Crack
Whoever said, The Game over, had a hangover
Get money, my driveway by Range Rover

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

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

The whole world waitin' on him
I come, droptop Phantom
I'm skatin' on 'em, 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,

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