From Kingston to Compton? Ha ha, Yow Game! Weh yuh deh pon? Warminister! Ha ha? Dem fi know, Yeah! Game! fuck wid dem. [Verse 1 - The Game] Straight
so high Game tell 'em where you from nigga Westside!!!! [Verse 3: The Game] New York, New York, big city of dreams I got my L.A. Dodger fitted on I'm
don't nobody notice who you are We worked hard and stayed true to the game Kept faith, kept God and now you know our name [Chorus - Nate Dogg] A big
put some green inside the palms of my empty hands Just picture me rollin Flossin a Benz on rims that isn't stolen My dreams is censored, my hopes are
I die before I wake I pray the Lord my soul to take God as my witness, when thugs cry, too much is hard [2Pac] Born thuggin and lovin the way I came up Big
don't cry [Edi Amin] Uhh Forget him girl (forget him girl) he ain't gon' never change ain't no hater but that ni**a lost in the game After the bright lights and big
put some green inside the palms of my empty hands Just picture me rollin Flossin a Benz on rims that isn't stolen My dreams is censored, my hopes
consumed I heard a boom I'm blackin out, you're yellin out 'Big Syke Daddy' We did it in the caddy on the highway, my way I'm lost in a dream, and
: ['Pac talking] Big Syke, Newt, Hank Beugard, Big Sur (yeah) Y'all know how this shit go (y'know) {All Eyez On Me} Motherfuckin O.G. Roll up in
Havin' big dreams of gettin' richer I'm livin that Chorus (4x) (Tupac) Thug Life, y'all know the rules gotta do whatcha gotta do (Stay True) Big
you called it That's why I smoke blunts now and run with alcoholics I'm gettin, threats to me, comin from my enemies And, in they dreams it's, Hell where
stupid ass blown out the frame Cause I'm playing to win, and survive in the game I'm strugglin Verse Three: 2Pac Big up, big up, got him in the frame
time mutha) Meet Cindi, she's twenty-two, lives right on the dope track Used to be fat now weighs less than a Tic-Tac Now what's that say about, this big
, I know you're representin the crew And I can picture you in Heaven with a blunt & a brew Fuck the world, pain was a part of the game If you a baller
: (feat. Mobb Deep) [Chorus: 50 Cent] yeah. (look out) I'm sitting on some chains Big things, big diamond rings MOP, man you know what we 'bout So if
me the money and the hoes and the good weed And the mic so I can practise killing MCs Dark dreams still come back in full colour Fire and big smoke,
Track" I come from hard times hopin? I?m never goin? back Never thought that all of this would come from writing raps Big money, big grills, big cars
nigga on your team No schemes, and it ain't all about a niggas cream Where dreams and all kinds of freaky little things Always in public trying to make a big