Big L Let 'Em Have It 'L'
Hook: Settin' it off lettin' it off (whatever) (x4) (Let 'em have it L) What? (Give it to 'em L) Yeah (x3) (Let 'em have it) Verse 1: A-yo I'm serious I'm not the type to joke a lot Dressed in all black never seen in polka dots No other writes rhymes like these I'm cool as a light breeze I'm playin' rappers out like striped Lees Smoother than velvet My lyrics are well writ You sayin' L's this and L's that Get off L dick I don't roll with punks I only roll with live guys And we do drivebys in 325 I's I had beef with this thief named Randolph Now he's in a casket dressed up with his hands crossed So you better leave L alone Before I reach out and touch you but not with a telephone Yo I'm the brother that you never even thought of beatin' Black white or Puerto Rican I'm gonna slaughter each and Every crab MC that runs up When a battle comes up Give me two thumbs up Hook Verse 2: I damage all opponents as soon as the bell rings Yo it's all about me it's a B. I. G. L thing The crown is still mine cause I drop ill rhymes A lot of rappers talk that murder shit and couldn't kill time One two one two crews I run through f..ck karate Big L practice Gun Fu Cause I'm a MC assassinator I grab a mag and leave a nag leakin' like activator Step to this and get shanked up I knocked out so many teeth the tooth fairy went bankrupt And I entertain well because of my brain cells I'm naughty and stop callin' me shorty my name's L Where raps are hotter than old ? MCs be talkin' about breakin' jaws when they couldn't break a promise With Big L you can't swing long So get behind me and sing cause every hero got a theme song Hook Verse 3: The Big L's back to attack with a phat rap Matter of fact black I'm puttin' Harlem on the map What's up cause I'm a stiggy star Breakin' 'em up and then talkin' they heart You better believe that Big L is the man that be rippin' microphones apart I'm undefeated that's the stone truth Cause battlin' me is like fightin' a gorilla in a phone booth I take lives with no pride I just committed a homicide A punk brother died cause he tried To take my cash but he didn't last I pulled out fast I tried to bash then I blast on his monkey ass (boom) I make a lot of doe I'm quick to spot a foe Even if my grandma violate she gotta go When I was young I played with guns not a kiddy toy Cause I'm a ruff rugged gangsta not a pretty boy Facts on tracks I recite well Everybody be like Mike but Mike wanna be like L Hook Big L Outro: A-yo big shots to all them niggas on the corner doin' something they ain't got no business doin' I gotta say what's up to S&S, Doo Wop, and the Bounce Squad Can't forget my peeps from Brooklyn youknowhatI'msayin'? Like Box and Herb and Big Sid A-yo L you must be buggin' B You didn't even let me say what's up to my hoes B Big L: Oh yeah we gotta say what's up to the hoes man Word up let's go see our P.O.
