[Verse 1]

Y'all cats like to stress them chicks, impress them chicks

Spend money to dress them chicks, I sex them chicks

And send them home, Corleone known to be stoned

When I bone, I'm rubbered up in case that chick full blown

The other night around 8pm, pockets crazy slim

Jumped out the gray BM, went to the atm

Took a thou' out and later on I had to wild out

In da club knock some kid and his pal out

Afterwards, went to the restroom, pissed Cristal out

Now I'm thinkin' what chick number I can dial out

'Cause it's L, the Harlem pimp baby, for real

I got more dimes then that sprint lady, and thats ill

Playa haters be giving me harsh looks

But I'm tryna sell records like Garth Brooks

So F em all, when it's cold I throw the skelly on

Illegal chips, keep my celly on, mega ice is what I'm heavy on

If it ain't Cristal boo, I guess it's Perignon

If the nana's too tight, I throw some jelly on

Try to tax and watch the 9 mil burst

I've been off the scene over two years, and cats is still thirst

They hear Big L drop an ill verse, so all you unsigned cats that wanna battle get a deal first

I sport da bulletproof, fitted-hat, that attitude, you better get rid of that

Wherever you floss is where u gon get it at

What, stay strapped, go to sleep wit my steel

Makin figures while u broke cats is keepin it real

L is raps most livest cat, getting stacks while you askin people, "Do u want fries with that?"

I rob fags in da staircase, no mask, bare face

The one police wouldn't dare chase, keep my gear laced

Do I walk around without cash? No way pal

Word up, my money longer than the OJ trial

[Verse 2]

Yo while we hold gats, you hold knives

When you sold 8's, we sold pies

When you rode bikes, we drove 5's

There's no comparison son, it's just embarrassing

I'm running with some of the baddest men in the whole New York

We hold the fort while you crap cats is holdin'

Playa hatin', pushing stolen whips

We at the dice game rollin' trips, out of town throwing bricks

Taking over, cooking up coke with baking soda

I buy hot jewels and ice it down

While you go to the jewelry store with short doe tryna bring the prices down

You better spread with them 30 dollar kicks on

Or get whipped on, knocked out cold and pissed on

L is a heavyweighter with steady paper

You the type to go to jail for a petty caper

Then come home on good behavior

Talking bout you no longa hard now 'cause you a man of God now

Yo it's amazin', L is blazing, always been

Before I put the braids in, I use to let the waves spin

What you be sayin don't impress me at all

Them chicks you be jayin don't be sexy at all

Word life, to everything that I recite stand out

Go 'head and front so I can try this right hand out

Across yo jaw, L never lost a war

No respect for them cowards who enforce the law

You got something to say, then cough it out

'Cause cats be wanting beef, but when you pull out the heat

They ready to talk it out

What is there to talk about, you was just fronting now it ain't nothin'

Ain't that something, I should start bussin anyway

Put one of you punks in the ground

Y'all cats be killin' me with y'all faces frown, jumping around

Like you scared of L, not even

'Cause I'ma be a thug until I stop breathin'

Plus I'm runnin' with a real smooth crew that'll shoot at you

You wanna knuckle up, whatever, we can do that too