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[Big L]
check it
when I`m on stage you niggas know who mic this is
for the president you roll for the heist of this
my name is ringading L, I`m hot as (?) L, I live squid L
how could you mix in Harlem and forget L
me and you can get it on
and we`ll see who get shitted on
you try to do what I did, but you did it wrong
I`m not a child I`m a grown man
you was just six when I owned men
try that, you can`t buy that
pass the love black, let me try that
when I rap some of you fly cats get robbed and shot at
knuckle up, bet I scuel you
I stay Rolex-ed and never get tested
so what that tell you?
my whole crew smokes blunts, and fucks stunts
I won`t lie, I got tough ones
then I seen the kids who did it
cocked my gat and got that dat
now you figured I rapped, I`ma stop at that
you still livin` cause I get loud, and coward
runnin` rounds frontin` hard
like you doubt about it, but I doubt it doubt it
when I recite, you takin` hours to write
so if you white
say, you man you kind of flowered your life
[Lord Finesse]
I be that underworld Don, certified bum
(check it dunn)promise y`own, an` nice one
by all means my meaning is to roll supreme
like Show
(I don`t wannabe a player)I just coast ya team
reign supreme, strange and still break
can`t get relate, I`m after ill papes
like Bill Gates
dont`t flip drugs, just a slip dog and get slug
make chicks buff, and take it all off
like strip clubs
I`m too slick on some old ya cool shit
don`t scoop on me, B, before I need you shit
I got chicks buff, half ya cash shook
I got the shit to make you.....
nigga look I been buyed, escaped on thin ice
I have mics, cats nice
like Glenn Wice
game`s tight, so just skip the name, right
cause I be damned to have a chance
to rock the same mic
[Chorus]
yeah
dignified soldiers, we roll like bolders
some of us are whilers, just while money holders
so I`m just too slick we`ll see who`s the goldest?
too strong believer whose heart be the coldest?
[A.G.]
now I`m ya mic like your mike
real shine like George live
burn mics two fifths I better hold mics
be sworn like GD on mics I bore tights
so might been enough, that`s all you butch in the clutch
feelin` and rollin`, state you stealin` the toast
but prepare to slain like the last days
mad waves, make the paper
but these chickens tape the vapor
I lays the flavour, wannabe major
that`s my nature
I`m sworn addict to the dopest shit
load two clips, like my mind breaks
falsen it, it`s over with hold my clip
like achieve a top off like Jabber(?) Stevens
you wanna see, it`s the beamer
cause it`s off the hook
I smoke a chief us, they remain here
look they need us
sellers, they wanna beat us but they ain`t here
I blow spots when I hold plots
but those cops, they try too hold blocks
by most of the tops, I go shots
if you not, I`m burnin` hutten in the burden frontin`
I`m MP due, in the rear-view
ain`t nothing, that would you state
but I say that while I`m something
end up trouble
but all them other known ya MC`s
better take where y`all can get it
cause when we hit it
we goin` basic
let you know that D.I.T.C. shit it
