Текст (слова) песни: Big L - `98 Freestyle Part 2

 
(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 out 
 
Yo check it, yo my shit is hot like jerk chicken, I should rob you 
But with that cheap shit, you ain`t worth stickin` 
I`ve got a left hook, that be leavin` guys knocked out 
Keep frontin`, and I`m a choke you till your eyes pop out 
I was taught that if a nigga swing, swing right back 
Battle Corleone, why do a stupid that like that? 
Yo, I`m not in the mood, son, so don`t push me tonight 
Plus I fucked your little sister and that pussy was right 
That pussy was tight, grippin` my dick like a pair of pliers 
You fuckin` snitch, right now you prolly wearin` wires 
It`s not a joke, so as soon as he laugh 
I`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 open 
I`m not a sweet stud, I`m a street thug 
That`s quick to beat a nigga like a cheap rug, till he leak blood 
You sure soft, watched you fall off, might slide your whore off 
Then call all off, and tear your jaw off 
My life is far out, I got star clout 
Every week bring a different car out, go to clubs and buy the bar out 
You ain`t a player, put that cigar out 
Take that suit off, before I shoot off, and tear your roof off 
Leave your clothes bloody-red like the nose of Rudolph 
I rocked many stages and never got booed off 
I might let this gat burst, put you in a big black hearse 
For that wack verse, should have tried these other cats first 
Cause none of y`all niggas can fuck with me 
And if your man wanna join, I got McGruff with me 
We puff much izzy 
I do shit that only tough men do 
And them cats you with fuck them too, I`ll buck them too 
Be careful what you rush into, you lame-ass nigga 
No dough, always on the train-ass nigga 
Canal street, 10-karat-chain-ass nigga 
You got fucked upstate, you cupcake 
How many dicks can your butt take? 
I ran through every bitch in my path 
I 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 history 
 
Yeah 
 
[*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.]
 

Другие песни Big L :

139
All Black
Stretch & Bobbito `92
Stretch & Bobbito `93
Stretch & Bobbito `94
`98 Freestyle
`98 Freestyle Part 2