Big Egos Lyrics by Dr. Dre

Big Egos Lyrics

    f/ Hitman

    [Dr. Dre]
    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? Cal-i-for-ni-A
    Where niggaz die everyday over some shit they say
    Disconnected from the streets forever
    As long as I got a baretta, 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
    1 - Niggaz play this in they Rovers Jeeps and Regals
    2 - Bitches play this in they Benzes Jeeps and Geos
    {repeat 2X}

    [Hitman]
    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 {*automatic gunfire and screaming*}
    {*more screaming as tires peel out*}
    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
    1 - Niggaz play this in they Rovers Jeeps and Regals
    2 - Bitches play this in they Benzes Jeeps and Geos
    {repeat 2X}

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