Lyrics
L laid enough to where his talent
But still could stand toe-to-toe with anyone else's
Um, anybody else's body of work
Bar for bar
Anyway, bar for bar, easily one of the greatest we ever saw
He had a different of delivery
A different type of aggression
Like, you could hear it, you could hear the hunger
I'm comin' through y'all, with the Glock buckin', ya whole block duckin'
Every bitch that I'm fuckin' with now is cock-suckin'
It's like I'm allergic to not fuckin'
Y'all niggas is faggots like Rock Hudson and Boy George
I destroy frauds with one verse
Nigga, we could knuckle up or we could let the guns burst
L is the type to murder your son first to get my point across
Since y'all wanna chit or chat with the coppers, y'all might as well join the force
Where I'm from, believe me, snitches get killed
Niggas be hustlin' daily tryna fuck more bitches than Wilt
Takin pictures in silk, gator'd up, passport, dated up, hair braided up
I fucked your bitch but I ain't rape the slut, she gave it up
I runnin' with Wop, you runnin' wit' me, we runnin' together
We get drunk and blunted together, but don't front, the guns is under the leather
Ready to ill, ready to kill, ready to peel (uh, uh, uh)
Steppin' to Corle', you better be real 'cause none of my niggas be lettin' me chill
My crew be deliverin' hot lead when gats are clenched, rappers I clap and lynch
Nobody can fuck with the way I be killin' up shit in rap events
It's like soon as I pick up a mic and start flowin', the people yell (yeah)
I'm rugged as hell, brothers can tell that none of y'all niggas is fuckin' with L, raw
Yeah, yeah, yo, yo
Check it out (L)
Right, right, right
My nigga Big L in the house (raw)
Yeah