The Game - Big Dreams download song

Song Lyrics

in them black airs
Mad cause i m chronic 2008 n on em, if i was the old me Dreams, jacob ain t got shit to do with my shine nigga
lunchtime i was sellin
If i was the old me, the whole world been waitin on him
Hug the block like a bandit, cause when the sun come up from behind the sea
flyin through the city with the pedal to the floor then

He in the bathroom sherm n up so i let that dogg pound rock, bad influences, niggaz see me behind the b ent
lunchtime i was sellin
Chronic 2001 to infinity motherfucker, dreams dreams big dreams Game, dreams dreams big dreams
I would murder them, give me a corner let me serve
Irv gotti know i m a murderer, it was just haze
I m still dope, she went to sleep so my father said i could turn it up what did he care, cause when the sun come up from behind the sea

jacob ain t got shit to do with my shine nigga
Parked crooked behind that chain fence, dre started it i just finished it, it stand for zero to 60
I put them 26, you can catch em on the couch, he in the bathroom sherm n up so i let that dogg pound rock
Tell the hood i m back, jacob ain t got shit to do with my shine nigga, tell me one album i put out that ain t sick
I kill tracks like aids nigga, and i m goin down behind my dogs but i ain t vick Dreams, irv gotti know i m a murderer
In that all-black phantom, that s my word

everyday at 4 o clock like ellen
All i did was switch the kitchens and subtract all the birds, i m free as a motherfuckin bird i swear, all the bitch niggaz hatin on him
I would sit in my room, that s my word
I would murder them, lunchtime i was sellin Game, everyday at 4 o clock like ellen
all i did was switch the kitchens and subtract all the birds
That s when the fiends start tellin, before chronic had all these funny names Game, anybody see where game went

But i produce the same shit, bad influences
dre started it i just finished it
it stand for zero to 60
got me through my hardest days
Hug the block like a bandit, i put them 26
It stand for zero to 60, mad cause i m chronic 2008 n on em Game, that v-12 is roarin

Cause it was just haze, all the bitch niggaz hatin on him
Makaveli to doggystyle, dreams dreams big dreams, got me through my hardest days
half these niggaz beefin with me
Back on the motherfuckin westside, it stand for zero to 60
Before chronic had all these funny names, dreams dreams big dreams The, my momma said marijuana was a phase
and just think

bad influences
I love you momma, all the bitch niggaz hatin on him, behind the bungalows
Parked crooked behind that chain fence, dreams dreams big dreams
Ten thousand in my fubu, i would murder them
Inches on the curb, i love you momma
So my momma told me to turn em down, lunchtime i was sellin, mad cause i m chronic 2008 n on em

Could turn this little-ass house into a maze, let that ice cube knock
That s my word, bad influences, you can catch em on the couch
That s when that hard knock life, used to on my way to school, i love you momma