Big L - Tim westwood freestyle lyrics

[Verse 1: Big L] Yo check it My clique is quick to put a bullet in a stranger's dome You shoulda known not to roam through the Danger Zone In Harlem is where the thugs rest, in a slug fest I'm sending f*ggots all the way to heaven like Doug Fresh Big L grew up in the slums with greed, known for drawing guns with speed And selling tons of weed, cause I got sons to feed It's a must that my toast smokes, I'm not like most folks f** tens and twenties, I carry ghost notes And it's a must that I commence to slain Any f*ggot MC who goes against the grain I'mma smoke Pataki a** and Rudolph Giuli' like a wooly I keep a tooly for any muli who act fooly So if a n***a disrespect L, to hell is where I'mma send ‘em After I skin ‘em and spit some venom in ‘em I run with intruders, looters and sharpshooters Who spark buddhas and f** thick b**hes with large hooters I'm the n***a that be jumping on your stereo So when I walk the streets the b**hes be tapping they friends, like there he go! I never had rules to follow, none of my j**els are hollow Try to take mines and you'll be on the news tomorrow Cause I never was the type to start beefs But I spark creeps on dark streets and stop they heart beats To hell with silly games, I play survival sports Sometimes I be in the crib stressed the f** out, with suicidal thoughts All my life I been a lady bruiser, a wrong chooser School refuser, drug abuser, born loser Clothes bummy, nose runny, it wasn't funny A little dummy who tried to k** his mother for insurance money Now me and the devil is on the same team I'mma hit the mainstream with ill raps that's poison like gangrene I'm better than every rapper that you thought was raw Peace to all of my peoples out in Baltimore I'm not a coward, so fronting on me, I won't allow it I'm high powered, f**ing freak b**hes like Adina Howard Front, get your belly torn, I keep a Pelle on I'm f**ing with Grey Poupon and Dom Pérignon Cause on the Ave. I pump rocks, quick to give a chump knots You ain't tough, the only thing you shooting is jump shots My style is hard like strong lumber, cute chicks get the dick And ugly b**hes get the wrong number Genius Annotation 1 Contributor ? Back in the hood, Big L would sell crack and beat people's a**es if they tried him, he was quick to whoop someones a**, no games Propose an edit Upvote +2 Downvote PYONG! Share Reply Suggest an improvement or correction to earn IQ