Текст песни Big L - Let `Em Have It `L`
Big L - Let `Em Have It `L` слова песни
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 lotDressed in all black never seen in polka dotsNo other writes rhymes like theseI`m cool as a light breeze I`m playin` rappers out like striped LeesSmoother than velvet My lyrics are well writYou sayin` L`s this and L`s thatGet off L dickI don`t roll with punks I only roll with live guysAnd we do drivebys in 325 I`sI had beef with this thief named RandolphNow he`s in a casket dressed up with his hands crossedSo you better leave L alone Before I reach out and touch you but not with a telephoneYo I`m the brother that you never even thought of beatin` Black white or Puerto RicanI`m gonna slaughter each andEvery crab MC that runs up When a battle comes upGive me two thumbs upHookVerse 2:I damage all opponents as soon as the bell ringsYo it`s all about me it`s a B. I. G. L thingThe crown is still mine cause I drop ill rhymes A lot of rappers talk that murder shit and couldn`t kill timeOne two one two crews I run throughFuck karate Big L practice Gun FuCause I`m a MC assassinator I grab a mag and leave a nag leakin` like activatorStep to this and get shanked upI knocked out so many teeth the tooth fairy went bankruptAnd I entertain well because of my brain cellsI`m naughty and stop callin` me shorty my name`s LWhere raps are hotter than old ?MCs be talkin` about breakin` jaws when they couldn`t break a promiseWith Big L you can`t swing longSo get behind me and sing cause every hero got a theme songHookVerse 3:The Big L`s back to attack with a phat rapMatter of fact black I`m puttin` Harlem on the mapWhat`s up cause I`m a stiggy starBreakin` `em up and then talkin` they heartYou better believe that Big L is the man that be rippin` microphones apartI`m undefeated that`s the stone truthCause battlin` me is like fightin` a gorilla in a phone boothI take lives with no prideI just committed a homicide A punk brother died cause he tried To take my cash but he didn`t lastI 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 foeEven if my grandma violate she gotta goWhen I was young I played with guns not a kiddy toyCause I`m a ruff rugged gangsta not a pretty boyFacts on tracks I recite wellEverybody be like Mike but Mike wanna be like LHookBig 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 SquadCan`t forget my peeps from Brooklyn youknowhatI`msayin`? Like Box and Herb and Big Sid A-yo L you must be buggin` BYou didn`t even let me say what`s up to my hoes BBig L:Oh yeah we gotta say what`s up to the hoes manWord up let`s go see our P.O.