Doughboy Beatz - Bigger Vision lyrics

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Doughboy Beatz - Bigger Vision lyrics

[Intro : DJ Scream] The year, the year was 1993 A young ain't have too much Just a Coming Out Hard C.D., and a vision A vision to take over the motherf**ing streets The nickel and dime was cool, but then a n***a had a bigger vision A vision to stand up for street music A vision to pledge allegiance to southern hip hop Aye yo Ball I think you feel me n***a Scream [Verse 1: 8-Ball] Yeah, charming south n***a, fat boy, Premro Walk into the club, like you seeing it in slow-mo Thick bad b**hes, that's the bulk of my entourage 8-B, 8-LL, coming out hard Same n***a, more mature, I'm cla**y You can't see it, b**h put on your gla**es Hustle belly in a Chevy, hood icon Forty five, extra clips, I might gat' one Lame n***a looking stupid, I am not one Green choke you when you hit it, I got some Orange Mile, Memphis 10, where a n***a from Where a n***a from, where a n***a from I got a bigger vision then just rhyming all my life Even though I love it, so I wanna rhyme all my life Hitters was interrupted by ? streets And I got front row seats, my skin feel the heat, sh** Hide it all the time, razor blade lines God sit at a sewing machine and tailor made mine I'm a plain gold Rolex, value is never lost I'm a Big Mac with extra lettuce and extra sauce Cross generations like Columbus crossed seas Most popular down south, everybody know me Top it off with my legendary rap ability It means nothing when you don't show it financially And I know, I know That's why a n***a keep hustling Yeah, cause I got a bigger vision [Outro: DJ Scream] Any many, many dollar bills later Many, many bad b**hes later The legend 8-Ball still stand here before you Premro 2 n***a Real southern music for the f**ing streets, n***a

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