Luyện nghe bài hát Big Dreams

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

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

Yeah, that V12 is
Flyin' through the city the pedal to the floor then
I put 26 inches 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 know murderer
Half niggas 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 Curtis them
Courtesy of my & Wesson
I kill like aids, nigga get infected

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

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

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

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

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

The whole been waitin' on him
Here I come, droptop
I'm skatin' on 'em, around
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, it do, nigga?
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 in the room, waddup 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 Rover

I got blood diamonds straight outta
Wave my red rag in the air, signal 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 with Cool and Dre a.k.a. the monsters
And I got one for you motherfuckers, Compton

The whole been waitin' on him
Here I come, Phantom
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,

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