Luyện nghe bài hát Big Dreams

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

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

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

Swerve, I'm dope that's my word
All I did was the switch the kitchens, did some on the birds
Irv, Gotti know I'ma
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 & Wesson
I kill tracks like aids, nigga get

The whole world been on him
Here I come, 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 school ten thousand in my
Lunchtime, I was sellin' the bungalows
up rocks the size of melons

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

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

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

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,

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

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

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

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

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

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

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