Big L Free Ep & Mixtape

  • "Yo, fuck all the glamours and glitz, I plan to get rich
    I'm from New York and never was a fan of the Knicks
    And I'm all about expandin my chips
    You mad cause I was in the van with your bitch
    with both hands on her tits
    Corleone hold the throne, that you know in your heart
    I got style, plus the way that I be flowin is sharp
    A while back I used to hustle, sellin blow in the park
    Countin G stacks and rockin ice that glow in the dark
    Forever - hottie huntin, trigger temper I'm quick to body somethin
    You lookin at me like I'm probably frontin
    I fuck around and throw, three in your chest and flee to my rest
    I'm, older and smarter this is me at my best
    I stopped hangin around y'all, cause niggaz like you
    be prayin on my downfall, hopin I flop
    Hopin I stop, you probably even hope I get locked
    or be on the street corner with a pipe, smokin the rock
    I got more riches than you, fuck more bitches than you
    Only thing I haven't got is more, stitches than you
    fuckin punk, you ain't a +Leader+ what? Nobody +Follow-ed+ you
    You was never shit, your mother shoulda swallowed you
    (Mmmm.. WHOO!) You on some tagalong flunkie yes man shit
    Do me a favor, please get off the next man dick
    And if you think I can't fuck with whoever, put your money up
    Put your jewels up, no fuck it put your honey up
    Put your raggedy house up nigga, or shut your mouth up
    before I buck lead, and make a lot of blood shed
    Turn your tux red, I'm far from broke, got enough bread
    And mad hoes, ask Beavis I get nuttin Butt-head
    {*laughter*} My game is, vicious and cool
    fuckin chicks is a rule
    If my girl think I'm loyal then that bitch is a fool
    How come, you can listen to my first album
    and tell where a lot of niggaz got they whole style from?
    (YEAH!) So what you actin for?
    You ain't half as raw, you need to practice more
    Somebody tell this nigga sum'un, 'fore I crack his jaw
    You runnin with boys, I'm runnin with men
    I'ma be rippin the mics until I'm a hundred and ten
    Have y'all niggaz like, "Damnit this nigga done done it again"
    I throw slugs at idi-ots, no love for city cops
    I sport a pretty watch, eight-hundred and fifty rocks
    I'm makin wonderful figures
    I don't fuck with none of you niggaz
    I might pull out this gun on your niggaz
    and rob every last one of you niggaz"


    der übertext, wie er seiner zeit voraus war!


    auf dem track mit 2pac und notorious BIG hört man schön im vergleich wer der king is :smoke:


  • hahaha word!

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