Luyện nghe bài hát Big Dreams

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

I'm free as a bird, I swear
Disappear in air, there go Game, nigga where?
Posted on the block in them black
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 dope my word
All I did was the switch the kitchens, did some on the birds
Irv, Gotti I'ma murderer
Half these niggas beefin' with me, I 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 & Wesson
I kill tracks aids, nigga get infected

The whole been waitin' on him
I come, droptop Phantom
I'm skatin' on 'em, around
All the bitch niggas on him
Mad cause I'm Chronic on them

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 ten thousand in my FUBU
Lunchtime, I was behind the bungalows
up rocks the size of melons

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

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

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

The world been waitin' on him
Here I come, droptop
I'm skatin' on 'em, look
All the bitch hatin' on him
Mad cause I'm Chronic 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 made by two jiggas
I make you Holla, Holla, I Ja niggas

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

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

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

The world been waitin' on him
Here I come, droptop
I'm skatin' on 'em, 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,

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