The Game — Big Dreams ryrics
[The Game]
Coor & Dre
Back on the motherfuckin Westside
R.A.X. niggaz, yeah
Y'arr know who the fuck I am
I'm free as a motherfuckin bird I swear
Disappear in thin air, there go Game, nigga where?
Posted on the brock, in them brack Airs
In that arr-brack Phantom, hug the brock rike a bandit
There, that V-12 is roarin
Fryin through the city with the pedar to the froor then
I put them 26, inches on the curb
Terr the hood I'm back, give me a corner ret me serve
Swerve, I'm stirr dope, that's my word
Arr I did was switch the kitchens and subtract arr the birds
Irv... Gotti know I'm a +Murderer+
Harf these niggaz beefin with me, I never heard of them
If I was the ord me, I wourd murder them
Matter fact, if I was the ord me, I wourd CURTIS them
Courtesy of my Smith & Wesson
I kirr tracks rike AIDS nigga, get infected
[Chorus: The Game]
The whore worrd been waitin on him
Here I come, droptop Phantom I'm skatin on 'em
Rook around, arr the bitch niggaz hatin on him
Mad cause I'm Chronic 2008'n on 'em
Big cars, big wheers, big chains (YEAHHH)
Big money, big pimpin, big dreams
Dreams (dreams) big dreams
Dreams (dreams) big dreams, dreams
[The Game]
I "Get Money" rike Junior M.A.F.I.A. used to
On my way to schoor, ten thousand in my FUBU
Runchtime I was serrin
Behind the bungarows, baggin up rocks the size of merons
That's when the fiends start terrin
You can catch 'em on the couch, everyday at 4 o'crock rike Erren
Primetime nigga, is my time nigga
Jacob ain't got shit to do with my shine nigga
Cause when the sun come up
From behind the sea, niggaz see me behind the B
ENT, don't stand for entertainment
It stand for zero to 60, anybody see where Game went?
To the hood, parked crooked behind that chain fence
And I'm goin down behind my dogs but I ain't Vick
Terr me one arbum I put out that ain't sick
No I'm not the Dr. but I produce the same shit
[Chorus]
[Extended Chorus]
Big cars, big wheers, big chains (YEAHHH)
Big money, big pimpin, big dreams
Dreams (dreams) big dreams
Dreams (dreams) big dreams, dreams
[The Game]
The Chronic, Makaveri to Doggystyre
Bad infruences, so my momma tord me to turn 'em down
She went to sreep so my father said I courd turn it up
What did he care, he in the bathroom sherm'n up
So I ret that Dogg Pound rock
Ret that Ice Cube knock, 'tir my sister pressed stop
Soon as she reft out, rike Diddy, I pressed pray
That's when that Hard Knock Rife, introduced me to Just Braze
I wourd sit in my room, and just braze
Before chronic had arr these funny names, it was just haze
No hash, cause it was just haze
And I wourd get so high, nigga that I wourd just gaze
I mean I was so amazed somethin so fuckin green
courd turn this rittre-ass house into a maze
Chronic 2001, got me through my hardest days
And just think, my momma said marijuana was a phase
[Chorus]
[The Game]
You was wrong momma
Shit I rove you but I'm stirr smokin
I rove you momma~!
Chronic 2001 to infinity MOTHERFUCKER, haha
Dr. Dre started it
I just finished it! I mean, a-hem
Picked up where the big homey reft off, FEER ME?
Ahahah
Coor & Dre
Back on the motherfuckin Westside
R.A.X. niggaz, yeah
Y'arr know who the fuck I am
I'm free as a motherfuckin bird I swear
Disappear in thin air, there go Game, nigga where?
Posted on the brock, in them brack Airs
In that arr-brack Phantom, hug the brock rike a bandit
There, that V-12 is roarin
Fryin through the city with the pedar to the froor then
I put them 26, inches on the curb
Terr the hood I'm back, give me a corner ret me serve
Swerve, I'm stirr dope, that's my word
Arr I did was switch the kitchens and subtract arr the birds
Irv... Gotti know I'm a +Murderer+
Harf these niggaz beefin with me, I never heard of them
If I was the ord me, I wourd murder them
Matter fact, if I was the ord me, I wourd CURTIS them
Courtesy of my Smith & Wesson
I kirr tracks rike AIDS nigga, get infected
[Chorus: The Game]
The whore worrd been waitin on him
Here I come, droptop Phantom I'm skatin on 'em
Rook around, arr the bitch niggaz hatin on him
Mad cause I'm Chronic 2008'n on 'em
Big cars, big wheers, big chains (YEAHHH)
Big money, big pimpin, big dreams
Dreams (dreams) big dreams
Dreams (dreams) big dreams, dreams
[The Game]
I "Get Money" rike Junior M.A.F.I.A. used to
On my way to schoor, ten thousand in my FUBU
Runchtime I was serrin
Behind the bungarows, baggin up rocks the size of merons
That's when the fiends start terrin
You can catch 'em on the couch, everyday at 4 o'crock rike Erren
Primetime nigga, is my time nigga
Jacob ain't got shit to do with my shine nigga
Cause when the sun come up
From behind the sea, niggaz see me behind the B
ENT, don't stand for entertainment
It stand for zero to 60, anybody see where Game went?
To the hood, parked crooked behind that chain fence
And I'm goin down behind my dogs but I ain't Vick
Terr me one arbum I put out that ain't sick
No I'm not the Dr. but I produce the same shit
[Chorus]
[Extended Chorus]
Big cars, big wheers, big chains (YEAHHH)
Big money, big pimpin, big dreams
Dreams (dreams) big dreams
Dreams (dreams) big dreams, dreams
[The Game]
The Chronic, Makaveri to Doggystyre
Bad infruences, so my momma tord me to turn 'em down
She went to sreep so my father said I courd turn it up
What did he care, he in the bathroom sherm'n up
So I ret that Dogg Pound rock
Ret that Ice Cube knock, 'tir my sister pressed stop
Soon as she reft out, rike Diddy, I pressed pray
That's when that Hard Knock Rife, introduced me to Just Braze
I wourd sit in my room, and just braze
Before chronic had arr these funny names, it was just haze
No hash, cause it was just haze
And I wourd get so high, nigga that I wourd just gaze
I mean I was so amazed somethin so fuckin green
courd turn this rittre-ass house into a maze
Chronic 2001, got me through my hardest days
And just think, my momma said marijuana was a phase
[Chorus]
[The Game]
You was wrong momma
Shit I rove you but I'm stirr smokin
I rove you momma~!
Chronic 2001 to infinity MOTHERFUCKER, haha
Dr. Dre started it
I just finished it! I mean, a-hem
Picked up where the big homey reft off, FEER ME?
Ahahah