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DR DRE - Big Ego's Lyrics

Artist: DR DRE

Album: 2001

Genre: Hip Hop/Rap

  • Songwriters: Brian Anthony Bailey, Richard Bembery, Melvin Bradford, Tracy Curry, Scott Storch, Andre Romell Young
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I got mo' class than most of 'em, ran wit the best of 'em
Forgave the less of 'em, and blazed at the rest of 'em
What can I say? Californ-i-a
Where niggaz die everyday over some shit they say

Disconnected from the streets forever
As long as I got a Beretta, nigga, I'm down for whateva
I roll wit my shit off safety, for niggaz that been hatin' me lately
And the bitches that wanna break me

If Cali blew up, I'd be in the Aftermath
Bumpin' gangsta rap shit, 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 nigga, that's how I'm rollin'
Put the flame to the killer nigga
Worldwide homicide mob figure and a builder, for real

I'm hittin' switches, makin' bitches eat bitches
See me grab my dick 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
Niggaz 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
Bitches play this in they Benzes, Jeeps and Geos

I bust a Mr. Toughy, slash a Smoothy Doobie
Crash and flex on Tuesday's, harassin' hoes at movies
Passin' by with Uzis, and who you aimin' at?
That shady bitch and that bitch nigga that was claimin' that

Rat-ta-tat-tat

I don't sympathize for wack hoes and wimpy guys
You got to recognize Hitman is a 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 have to find out the hard way
Like snitch niggaz in the pen that get hit when
The guards look the other way, we hittin' hard, Hitman 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 fuck wit crews that's sick, Aftermath 'cause we rule shit
I'm Big Hit, don't confuse me wit no other by the flow motherfucker

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
Niggaz 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
Bitches play this in they Benzes Jeeps and Geos


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