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wrestling lyrics - dre- "big ego's" lyrics

[dr. dre]
i got mo’ cl-ss 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 n-gg-z die everyday over some sh-t they say
disconnected from the streets forever
as long as i got a baretta, n-gg-, i’m down for whateva
i roll wit my sh-t off safety – for n-gg-z that been hatin me lately
and the b-tches that wanna break me
if cali blew up, i’d be in the aftermath
b-mpin 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.-.b., d.r.e.
like dub-c i’m rich rollin, pistol holdin
pockets swoll n-gg-, that’s how i’m rollin
put the flame to the killer n-gg-
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
1 – n-gg-z play this in they rovers jeeps and regals
2 – b-tches 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, har-ssin hoes at movies
p-ssin by with uzis – and who you aimin at?
that shady b-tch and that b-tch n-gg- 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 n-gg-z 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 f-ck wit crews
that’s sick, aftermath cause we rule sh-t
i’m big hit, don’t confuse me wit no other 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
1 – n-gg-z play this in they rovers jeeps and regals
2 – b-tches play this in they benzes jeeps and geos
{repeat 2x}

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