เนื้อเพลง Big Egos's - Dr. Dre
เนื้อเพลง Big Egos's
[Dr. Dre]:
I got mo' class than most of 'em, ran with the best of 'em
Forgave the less of 'em, and blazed at the rest of 'em
What can I say? Cal-i-for-ni-a
Where n*ggas die everyday over some sh*t they say
Disconnected from the streets forever
As long as I got a baretta, n*gga, I'm down for whateva
I roll with my sh*t off safety, for n*ggas that been hatin' me lately
And the b*tches that wanna break me
If Cali blew up, I'd be in the Aftermath
Bumpin' gangsta rap sh*t, down to blast for cash
Cause from Eazy-E, to D.O.C., to D.P.G.
started from that S.O.B., D.R.E.
Like Dub-C I'm rich rollin', pistol holdin'
Pockets swoll n*gga, that's how I'm rollin'
Put the flame to the killer n*gga
Worldwide homicide mob figure and a builder, for real
I'm hittin' switches, makin' b*tches eat b*tches
See me grab my d*ck everytime I pose for pictures
I own acres, floor seats watchin' The Lakers
I'm cool with eses who got AK's in cases
Dedicated to all of those with big ego's
Never fakin', we get the dough and live legal
Haters hate this, we sip the Mo' and yank the heezos
N*ggas play this in they Rovers, Jeeps, and Regals
Dedicated to all of those with big ego's
Never fakin', we get the dough and live legal
Haters hate this, we sip the Mo' and yank the heezos
B*tches play this in they Benzs, Jeeps, and Geos
[Hittman]:
I bust a Mr. Toughy, slash a Smoothy Doobie
Crash and flex on Tuesday's, harassin' hos at movies
Passin' by with uzis, and who you aimin' at?
That shady b*tch and that b*tch n*gga that was claimin' that
Rat-ta-tat-tat {*automatic gunfire and screaming*}
{*more screaming and tires peeling out*}
I don't sympathize for wack hos and wimpy guys
You got to recognize Hittman is an enterprise
Cali pride, born to ride and South Centralized
The Henny got me energized, smoke the guys
Tryin' to focus on mines, poke they eyes out
I'm L.A.'s loc'est, hope they don't find out the hard way
Like snitch n*ggas in the pen that get
Hit when the guards look the other way
We hittin' hard, Hittman and Dre
You playin' games, I suggest you know the rules
We puttin' guns to fools, make you run yo' jewels
Take yo' honey and cruise to the snootiest snooze, Cabos
Pop coochie 'til the nut oozes, you shouldn't f*ck with crews
That's sick, Aftermath cause we rule sh*t
I'm big Hitt, don't confuse me with no ther by the flow motherf*cker
Dedicated to all of those with big ego's
Never fakin', we get the dough and live legal
Haters hate this, we sip the Mo' and yank the heezos
N*ggas play this in they Rovers, Jeeps, and Regals
Dedicated to all of those with big ego's
Never fakin', we get the dough and live legal
Haters hate this, we sip Mo' and yank the heezos
B*tches play this in they Benzs, Jeeps, and Geos