Tru Master - Big L.mp3

[00:00.000] 作词 : Lamont Coleman
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Lamont Coleman
[01:19.653]Yo while we hold gats, you hold knives
[01:21.877]And when you sold eighth's, we sold pies
[01:23.566]And when you rode bikes, we drove 5's
[01:25.414]There's no comparison son, s'just embarrasing
[01:27.748]I'm runnin' wit some of da baddest men in the whole New York
[01:30.174]We hold the fort while you crab cats is holdin tips
[01:32.909]Playa hatin, pushin stolen whips
[01:34.662]We at da dice game rollin trips, out of town throwin bricks
[01:37.863]Taking over, cooking up coke with baking soda
[01:40.598]I buy hot jewels and ice it down, while you go to the jewellery store wit short doe tryna bring the prices down
[01:46.406]You betta spread wit them 30 dollar kicks on
[01:48.854]Or get whipped on, knocked out cold, and pissed on
[01:51.448]L is a heavyweighter wit steady paper
[01:53.607]You da type to go to jail for a petty caper
[01:56.286]Then come home on good behavior
[01:57.749]Talkin' bout you no longer hard now cause you a man of god now
[02:01.359]Yo its amazing, L is blazing, always been
[02:04.309]Before i put da braids in, i use to let the waves spin
[02:07.158]What you be saying don't impress me at all
[02:09.512]And them chicks u be jayin dont be sexy at all
[02:12.007]Word life, everything that i recite stand out
[02:14.638]Go head and front, so i can try this right hand out
[02:17.416]Across yo jaw, L neva lost a war
[02:19.761]No respect for them cowards who enforce tha law
[02:22.377]You got sumthin to say, then cough it out
[02:24.160]Cuz cowards be wantin beef, but when u pull out the heat
[02:26.961]They ready to talk it out
[02:28.016]What is there to talk about, u was just frontin
[02:30.568]Now it ain't nuttin, ain't that suttin
[02:32.249]I should start bussing anyway
[02:33.752]And put one of u punks in da ground
[02:35.456]Ya'll cowards be killin me wit ya'll faces frown, jumpin around
[02:38.152]Like u scaring L, not even, cause I'mma be a thug until i stop breathin
[02:42.528]Plus I'm runnin with a smooth ass crew, that'd shoot at u
[02:45.952]You wanna knuckle up, whateva we can do that too
[03:04.305]Ya'll fellas like to stress them chicks, impress them chicks
[03:07.169]Spend money to dress them chicks, i *** them chicks
[03:09.696]Then send them home, corleone is known to be stoned
[03:12.162]When i bone, i rubber duck in case that chick full blown
[03:14.720]The other night around 8pm, pockets crazy slim
[03:17.784]Jumped out the grey BM, went to the ATM
[03:20.250]Took a thou' out, later on i had to wild out
[03:22.796]In da club, knock some coward and his pal out
[03:25.106]Then afterwards, went to the restroom, pissed Cristal out
[03:27.848]Now im thinkin what chick number i can dial out
[03:30.225]Cuz its L, the harlem pimp baby, for real
[03:33.089]I got more dimes then that sprint lady, and thats ill
[03:35.737]Playa haters be givin me harsh looks, but im tryna sell records like Garth Brooks
[03:39.985]So f em all, when its cold i throw the skelly on
[03:42.714]Illegal chips, keep my celly on, mega ice is what im heavy on
[03:46.216]If it ain't Cristal boo, i guess its P��rignon
[03:49.017]If the na-na's too tight, i throw some jelly on
[03:51.649]Yo try to tax and watch the 9 mil burst
[03:54.009]I've been off the scene over 3 years and cats is still thirst
[03:56.937]They hear Big L drop a ill verse, so all you unsigned cats that wanna battle get a deal first
[04:02.281]I sport da bulletproof, fitted-hat, that attitude you betta get rid of that
[04:05.489]Whereava u floss is where u gon get it at
[04:07.289]What
[04:07.945]I stay strapped, i go to sleep wit my steel
[04:09.665]Makin figures while u broke cats keepin it real
[04:12.128]L is rap's most livest cat, im gettin stacks while u askin people "do u want fries with that"
[04:17.281]I rob fags in da staircase, no mask, bare face
[04:20.049]The one police wouldn't dare chase, keep my gear laced
[04:22.779]Do I walk around without papes? No way pal
[04:25.441]Word up, my money longer than the OJ trial