Big Dreams

[Intro] Cool & Dre Back on the motherfuckin Westside L.A.X. niggas, yeah Y'all know who the fuck I am [Verse 1] 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! [Hook] 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 [Verse 2] 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! [Hook] [Extended Hook] Big cars, big wheels, big chains (Yeahh) Big pimping, big money, big dreams Dreams (Dreams) big dreams Dreams (Dreams) big dreams, dreams [Verse 3] 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 [Verse 3 Street Single (Alternative)] 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! [Hook] [Outro] 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