Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Big Dreams, artist - The Game. Date of issue: 31.12.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Big Dreams |
| Cool & Dre |
| Back on the motherfuckin Westside |
| L.A.X. |
| niggas, yeah |
| Y’all 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 block, in them black Airs |
| In that all-black Phantom, hug the block like a bear |
| Yeah, that V-12 is roarin |
| Flyin' through the city with the pedal to the floor then |
| I put them 26, inches on the curb |
| Tell the hood I’m back, give me a corner let me swerve |
| Swerve, I’m still dope, that’s my word |
| All I did was switch the kitchens and subtract all the birds |
| Irv… Gotti know I’m a murderer |
| Half these niggas beefin' with me, I never heard of them |
| If I was the old me, I would murder them |
| Matter fact, if I was the old me? |
| I would CURTIS them |
| Courtesy of my Smith & Wesson |
| I kill tracks like AIDS nigga, get infected! |
| The whole world been waitin' on him |
| Here I come, droptop Phantom I’m skatin' on 'em |
| Look around, all the bitch niggas hatin' on him |
| Mad cause I’m Chronic 2008'n on 'em |
| Big cars, big wheels, big chains (Yeahh) |
| Big pimping, big money, big dreams |
| Dreams (Dreams) big dreams |
| Dreams (Dreams) big dreams, dreams |
| I «Get Money» like Junior M.A.F.I.A. |
| used to |
| On my way to school, ten thousand in my FUBU |
| Lunchtime I was sellin' |
| Behind the bungalows, baggin' up rocks the size of melons |
| That’s when the fiends start tellin' |
| You can catch 'em on the couch, everyday at 4 o’clock like Ellen |
| 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, niggas 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 |
| Tell me one album I put out that ain’t sick? |
| No I’m not the Doctor, but I produce the same shit! |
| Big cars, big wheels, big chains (Yeahh) |
| Big pimping, big money, big dreams |
| Dreams (Dreams) big dreams |
| Dreams (Dreams) big dreams, dreams |
| The Chronic, Makaveli to Doggystyle |
| Bad influences, so my momma told me to turn 'em down |
| She went to sleep so my father said I could turn it up |
| What did he care, he in the bathroom sherm’n up |
| So I let that Dogg Pound rock |
| Let that Ice Cube knock, 'til my sister pressed stop |
| Soon as she left out, like Diddy, I Pressed Play |
| That’s when that Hard Knock Life, introduced me to Just Blaze |
| I would sit in my room, and just blaze |
| Before chronic had all these funny names, it was just haze |
| No hash, cause it was just haze |
| And I would get so high, nigga that I would just gaze |
| I mean I was so amazed somethin' so fuckin green |
| Could turn this little-ass house into a maze |
| Chronic 2001, got me through my hardest days |
| And just think, my momma said marijuana was a phase |
| Yo Jay, what it do, nigga? |
| I done rocked enough fellas to be you, nigga |
| I got my 40−40, they my two Jiggas |
| They’ll make you ‘Holla Holla', I Ja Rule niggas |
| The lions in the room, what up Fat Joe? |
| I’m Curtis' Kryptonite, and the nigga Joey Crack know |
| Whoever said «The Game over» must’ve had a hangover |
| Get money, my driveways sponsored by Range Rover |
| I got Blood Diamonds, straight outta Angola |
| The way my red rag in the air signal Lil Wayne over |
| Yeah, that’s when the Cris start poppin' |
| The pills start droppin' and the haters start watchin' |
| The DJ starts spinnin', the panties get to droppin' |
| For album number 3, and going Platinums not an option |
| I’m back with Cool & Dre, AKA ‘The Monsters' |
| And I got one word for you motherfuckers. |
| COMPTON! |
| You was wrong momma |
| Shit I love you but I’m still smokin |
| I love 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 left off, FEEL ME? |
| (IT'S COMPTON) |
| Ahahah |