[Chorus]
And once again the man's back "Big L"
Half ya'll n***as like damn it this n***as done, done it again
And Once again the man's back "Big L"
I got styles you can't copy b**h
[1st verse]
Aye yo, I should of been out
I'm deadly when I pull the pin out
Keep frontin' i'mma try your chin out, I knocked a lot of men out
I left em on the floor spittin' phlegm out
It's either that or I'mma squeeze the gat and pop 10 out
You see Corleone, ice finnin, jigged out bright linen
And if a b**h don't like me, she must like women
Everytime I come around you see your wife grinnin
Don't be mad coz your career's in the 9th inning
It's over now n***a leave the game
I'm from the danger zone where MC's get slain
We're thugs that never hesitate to squeeze the flame
Where n***as be taking d** just to ease the pain
Hustlers flip cokey, 48 hours like Nick Nolte
When I was OT, yo b**h wrote me
First day home I dived in it
Left her thighs dented
Now that b**h be pagin' me every five minutes
Emcees I squash and disgrace, it's all about the Benjis
So why your bills got Washington's face?
A lot of cats be frontin'
Mad singles wit' a fifty on top
L tryin' to have the city on lock
Peace to Biggie and Pac 'cuz they really were hot
Rap game, heavy hitters, it's a shame they no longer wit' us
n***as wanna be L, ladies wanna see L
If I go to jail you'll wear a shirt sayin' "Free L!"
What
[Chorus] x2
And once again the man's back "Big L"
Half ya'll n***as like damn it this n***as done, done it again
And Once again the man's back "Big L"
I got styles you can't copy b**h
Aye yo I hear a lot of b**h in your talk
See a lot of switch in your walk
Only thugs get rich in New York
Time is running out
n***as like L' when you coming out
Because they sick of all this drag queen sh**
Your wife's missing im the n***a she was last seen with
Me and Ron hit it up on some tag team sh**
A bunch of n***as got smoked for the cash
Used to ride greyhounds with dime holes and stuff the coke in they a**
Crazy beef's got provoked in the past, lot of wigs got split
A lot of innocent kids got hit
Harlem World be the place of my birth, believe me son
We breed the smoothest n***as on the face of the earth
Mics I steadily smoke, rhymes cleverly wrote
As long as I can rock a crowd I'm a never be broke
Some hoes treated me like a bum nerve when I was unheard
Now I'm icey, I ain't gotta say one word, you dumb bird
I push whips while you walk all day
And I hate when strange n***as wanna talk all day
Clown a** sh**, hate to be around that sh**
You don't know me, just say whatsup, gimme a pound, that's it
When I was at the steak house, pullin' cake out
You was at some cheap Chinese sh** gettin' take out
How you make out, you took the fake route, you oughta break out
You couldn't get a b**h before you put your tape out
What
[Chorus] x2
And once again the man's back "Big L"
Half ya'll n***as like damn it this n***as done, done it again
And Once again the man's back "Big L"
I got styles you can't copy b**h