Size Em Up (Clean)
Big L
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Ayo, the streets love me, man, and I love the streets
So I know y'all didn't think I was comin' with some fruitcake shit
Y'all know me better than that
Ayo, I shoulda been out, I'm deadly when I pull the pen out
Keep frontin', I'ma try yo' chin out, I knocked a lot of men out
I left 'em on the floor spittin' phlegm out
It's either that or I'ma squeeze the gat and pop ten out
You see Corleone, ice spinnin', jigged out, white linen
And if a bitch don't like me, she must like women
Every time I come around, you see your wife grinnin'
Don't be mad 'cause your career's in the ninth inning
It's over now, nigga, leave the game
I'm from the Danger Zone where emcees get slain
Where thugs'll never hesitate to squeeze the flame
Where niggas be takin' drugs just to ease the pain
Hustlers flip cokey, 48 Hours like Nick Nolte
When I was OT, your bitch wrote me
First day home, I dived in it, left her thighs dented
Now that bitch 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 with a fifty on top
L tryin' to have the city on lock
Peace to Biggie and Pac, 'cause they really were hot
Rap game heavy hitters, it's a shame they no longer with us
Niggas wanna be L, ladies wanna see L
If I go to jail, you'll wear a shirt sayin', "Free L!" (What?)
Word up, man, them niggas is hungry
Ready to bite a nigga arm off
All my wolves in the house, are you live or what?
See, Harlem 'bout to get it, all eyes on us
Only ghetto niggas shine, who gon' rise with us?
And the first cat who act, we gon' size 'em up
All my wolves in the house, are you live or what?
See, Harlem 'bout to get it, all eyes on us
Only ghetto niggas shine, who gon' rise with us?
And the first cat who act, we gon' size 'em up
Ayo, I hear a lot of bitch in your talk
See a lot of switch in your walk, only thugs get rich in New York
Time is runnin' out, niggas like, "L, when you comin' out?"
Because they sick of all this drag queen shit
Your wife missin', I'm the nigga she was last seen with
Me and Ron hit it up on some tag-team shit
A bunch of niggas got smoked for the cash
Used to ride Greyhounds with dime hoes who stuff the coke in they ass
Crazy beefs 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
Niggas on the face of the Earth
Mics I steadily smoke, rhymes cleverly wrote
As long as I can rock a crowd, I'ma never be broke
Some hoes treated me like a bung nerd when I was unheard
Now I'm icy, I ain't gotta say one word, you dumb bird
I push whips while you walk all day
And I hate when strange niggas wanna talk all day
Clown-ass shit, hate to be around that shit
You don't know me, just say, "What's up?", give me a pound, that's it
When I was at the steakhouse pullin' cake out
You was at some cheap Chinese shit gettin' takeout
How you make out? You took the fake route, you oughta break out
You couldn't get a bitch before you put your tape out (What?)
Fuckin' punks
Niggas like you get robbed every day
All my wolves in the house, are you live or what?
See, Harlem 'bout to get it, all eyes on us
Only ghetto niggas shine, who gon' rise with us?
And the first cat who act, we gon' size 'em up
All my wolves in the house, are you live or what?
See, Harlem 'bout to get it, all eyes on us
Only ghetto niggas shine, who gon' rise with us?
And the first cat who act, we gon' size 'em up
Yeah, Flamboyant Entertainment
Big L, Rondell, C-Town, NFL
Know how we do, one time
Can't forget my partner, big brother, Big Lee
Holdin' it down, the overseer
Flamboyant