Big Ego's (feat. Hittman)

Los Angeles approach control

This is Cessna 0281-Echo-119.3, over

Cessna 81-Echo, Los Angeles approach control, roger, go ahead

Cessna 81-Echo is over the Compton Airport, 5-2 at 5000

Requesting ground controlled approach

To the Los Angeles Airport, over

81-Echo, Los Angeles approach controlled, roger

Radar identification, turn right, heading

0-3-0

I got mo' class than most of 'em, ran with the best of 'em

Forgave the less of 'em and blazed at the rest of 'em

What can I say? Cali-for-ni-a

Where niggas die every day 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 with my shit off safety, for niggas 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 DOC, to DPG

Started from that SOB, DRE

Like Dub-C, I'm rich rollin', pistol holdin'

Pockets swole nigga, that's how I'm rollin'

Put the flame to the killer, nigga

Worldwide homicide mob figure in the building, for real

I'm hittin' switches, makin' bitches eat bitches

See me grab my dick every time 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 egos

Never fakin', we get the dough and live legal

Haters hate this, we sip the Mo' and yank the Heezos

Niggas play this in their Rovers, Jeeps and Regals

Dedicated to all of those with big egos

Never fakin', we get the dough and live legal

Haters hate this, we sip the Mo' and yank the Heezos

Bitches play this in their Benzes, Jeeps and Geos

I'll bust a Mr. Toughy, slash a Smoovy Doovy

Crashin' Flex on Tuesdays, harassin' hoes at movies

Passin' by with Uzis, like who you aiming at?

That shady bitch and that bitch nigga that was claimin' that

Rat-a-tat-tat

I don't sympathize for wack hoes and wimpy guys

You gotta recognize Hittman is an enterprise

Cali pride, Bronson rider South Centralized

The Henny got me energized, smoke the guys

Tryna focus on mines, poke they eyes out, I'm LAs loc'est

Hope they don't have to find out the hard way

Like snitch niggas in the pen that get hit

When the guards look the other way

We hittin' hard, Hittman 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 Snooty and snooze, cop booze

Pop coochie 'til the nut oozes, you shouldn't fuck with crews

That's sick, the aftermath is we rule shit

I'm Big Hitt, don't confuse me with no other

'Bout to blow, motherfucker

Dedicated to all of those with big egos

Never fakin', we get the dough and live legal

Haters hate this, we sip the Mo' and yank the Heezos

Niggas play this in their Rovers, Jeeps and Regals

Dedicated to all of those with big egos

Never fakin', we get the dough and live legal

Haters hate this, we sip the Mo' and yank the Heezos

Bitches play this in their Benzes, Jeeps and Geos

You look like AC Green, bitch, don't call here anymore

With feet like Ben Vereen's, bitch, don't call here anymore

No, no, no, no

What up? It's Hittman

I ain't at the crib right now

So you can leave your name and number after the beep

Unless it's Tammie's ugly ass, I ain't fuckin' with you