Luyện nghe bài hát Big Dreams

and Dre
Back on the motherfuckin'
L.A.X niggas,
know 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 black Airs
In that all black Phantom, hug the block like a

Yeah, V12 is roarin'
Flyin' through the city with the to the floor then
I put them 26 inches on the curb, tell the 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 tracks on the
Irv, know I'ma murderer
Half these niggas 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
of my Smith & Wesson
I kill tracks like aids, nigga get

The world been waitin' on him
Here I come, Phantom
I'm skatin' on 'em, look
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 money Junior Mafia used to
On my way to school ten thousand in my
Lunchtime, I was behind the bungalows
Baggin' up rocks the size of

That's when the start tellin'
You can 'em on the couch everyday at 4 o'clock like Ellen
Prime-time, nigga, my time, nigga
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, stand for entertainment
Stands for 0 to 60, anybody see Game went?

To the hood, crooked behind that chained fence
And I'm going down my dogs, but I ain't Vick
Tell me one I put out that 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 skatin' on 'em, look
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,

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

Yo Jay, what it do,
I done enough fellas to be you, nigga
I got the made by two jiggas
I make you Holla, Holla, I Ja niggas

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

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

The DJ spinnin', the panties get the droppin'
For number 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 on 'em, look around
All the niggas 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,

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