Текст песни Big L - Platinum Plus 12"
Big L - Platinum Plus 12" слова песни
(Text in brackets is side-conversation made by Stretch or Bobbito)Aight, let me kick some more shit, one more time[Bobbito: Yeah-yeah... Spit, some more]Aight, check it out, yeah, check it out [Bobbito: Big L]Yeah, check it out, yeah, check it out [Bobbito: Yeah]Uhh, check it out, aight, check it out [Bobbito: Woo-- Woooo!]Aight, we gone hit it like this, check it outYo check it, yo my shit is hot like jerk chicken, I should rob youBut with that cheap shit, you ain`t worth stickin`I`ve got a left hook, that be leavin` guys knocked outKeep frontin`, and I`m a choke you till your eyes pop outI was taught that if a nigga swing, swing right backBattle Corleone, why do a stupid that like that?Yo, I`m not in the mood, son, so don`t push me tonightPlus I fucked your little sister and that pussy was rightThat pussy was tight, grippin` my dick like a pair of pliersYou fuckin` snitch, right now you prolly wearin` wiresIt`s not a joke, so as soon as he laughI`m a strip him naked and stick a long broom in his ass [Bobbito: Ouch][Stretch: Oh, word]Leave him heart-broken, make him quit rap and start smokin`My album is done, so no it ain`t no parts openI`m not a sweet stud, I`m a street thugThat`s quick to beat a nigga like a cheap rug, till he leak bloodYou sure soft, watched you fall off, might slide your whore offThen call all off, and tear your jaw offMy life is far out, I got star cloutEvery week bring a different car out, go to clubs and buy the bar outYou ain`t a player, put that cigar outTake that suit off, before I shoot off, and tear your roof offLeave your clothes bloody-red like the nose of RudolphI rocked many stages and never got booed offI might let this gat burst, put you in a big black hearseFor that wack verse, should have tried these other cats firstCause none of y`all niggas can fuck with meAnd if your man wanna join, I got McGruff with meWe puff much izzyI do shit that only tough men doAnd them cats you with fuck them too, I`ll buck them tooBe careful what you rush into, you lame-ass niggaNo dough, always on the train-ass niggaCanal street, 10-karat-chain-ass niggaYou got fucked upstate, you cupcakeHow many dicks can your butt take?I ran through every bitch in my pathI was fuckin` chicks in the ass when I was six-and-a-half {*laughing*}Yo, I`m a take you out your misery [Stretch: Yeah right!]And after this, nigga, put you in the social study book `cause you`re historyYeah[*Laughing][Bobbito: Yo, I`m gonna give you my math]Aight[Bobbito: I`m gonna give you my math] {*laughing*}Aight[Stretch: Aight][Bobbito: Yo, I`m gonna give you my history][Stretch: That`s one I`m not gonna play for my mom][Bobbito: Yeah][Stretch: `Anthony, I haven`t heard the show in so long. Give me tape...` Not this one.]