[Intro:] Yeah... what's the deal? Y'all know what this is... it's Big Nasty Get ready for my nigga Dilla... holla! [J Dilla:] I had a dream 'bout my
is watching you Take it if you want it. What have you got to lose Raise your glass you made it Everyone's waiting for the next big thing, The next big
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
't know me like that, that's why in God we trust Your fairy tale dreams watchin' "Days of Our Lives" While I'm livin' on a hill, with thirteen wives Little big
(feat. Big Moe) [Talking] What's the deal? (Oooooh) it's the Trendsettas baby (trendsettas) Knah I'm sayin everybody go fetch ya white cup (Ooohoooh
'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
, 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
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
['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
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
we 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
what 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
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
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
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
If 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
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
(feat. TJ Boyce) [Intro:] Street dreams are made of these Who am I to disagree [Verse 1:] [Rah:] 24's on a Chevrolet Peanut butter inside Drunk then