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 motherfuckin' bird, I
Disappear in thin air, go Game, nigga where?
on the block in them black Airs
In all black Phantom, hug the block like a bear

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

Swerve, I'm still dope that's my
All I did was the the kitchens, did some tracks on the birds
Irv, Gotti know I'ma
Half these beefin' 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 them
Courtesy of my & Wesson
I kill tracks aids, nigga get infected

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 Junior used to
On my way to school ten in my FUBU
Lunchtime, I was sellin' behind the
Baggin' up rocks the of melons

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

Cause when the sun come up from 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, crooked behind that chained fence
And I'm going 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 the same shit

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

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 40/40 by two jiggas
I you Holla, Holla, I Ja Rule niggas

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

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

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

The world been waitin' on him
I come, droptop Phantom
I'm on 'em, look around
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 love you but Im smokin, I love you, mama
Chronic 2001 [Incomprehensible],
Dr. Dre started it, I just it
I mean, [Incomprehensible] with a big that far
me, I do