[Big L]

I got some new shit for y'all to play to, ya know?



[Bobbito]

Okay good Big L!



[Stretch]

Tell me if this was suffice, or if it's somethin mayo .. outta here



[Bobbito]

This is the frosted flakes right here



[Stretch]

This is the Lord Finesse beat



[Bobbito]

Yeah yeah



[Big L]

Aight, i guess... it will work, it will work



[Stretch]

You can get jiggy with that?



[Big L]

Yeah, yeah let me see, check it out



[Bobbito]

You can ball with this



[Big L]

One-two, one-two

Kinda tired..

Big L, 'bout ta.. get into some shit

Aight check it out



Yo, fuck all the glamours and glitz, I plan to get rich

I'm from New York and never was a fan of the Knicks

And I'm all about expandin my chips

You mad cause I was in the van with your bitch

with both hands on her tits

Corleone hold the throne, that you know in your heart

I got style, plus the way that I be flowin is sharp

A while back I used to hustle, sellin blow in the park

Countin G stacks and rockin ice that glow in the dark

Forever - hottie huntin, trigger temper I'm quick to body somethin

You lookin at me like I'm probably frontin

I fuck around and throw, three in your chest and flee to my rest

I'm, older and smarter this is me at my best

I stopped hangin around y'all, cause niggaz like you

be prayin on my downfall, hopin I flop

Hopin I stop, you probably even hope I get locked

or be on the street corner with a pipe, smokin the rock

I got more riches than you, fuck more bitches than you

Only thing I haven't got is more, stitches than you

Fuckin punk, you ain't a +Leader+ what? Nobody +Follow-ed+ you

You was never shit, your mother shoulda swallowed you

(Mmmm.. WHOO!) You on some tagalong flunkie yes man shit

Do me a favor, please get off the next man dick

And if you think I can't fuck with whoever, put your money up

Put your jewels up, no fuck it put your honey up

Put your raggedy house up nigga, or shut your mouth up

before I buck lead, and make a lot of blood shed

Turn your tux red, I'm far from broke, got enough bread

And mad hoes, ask Beavis I get nuttin Butt-head

[laughter] My game is, vicious and cool

Fuckin chicks is a rule

If my girl think I'm loyal then that bitch is a fool

How come, you can listen to my first album

and tell where a lot of niggaz got they whole style from?

(YEAH!) So what you actin for?

You ain't half as raw, you need to practice more

Somebody tell this nigga sum'un, 'fore I crack his jaw

You runnin with boys, I'm runnin with men

I'ma be rippin the mics until I'm a hundred and ten

Have y'all niggaz like, "Damnit this nigga done done it again"

I throw slugs at idi-ots, no love for city cops

I sport a pretty watch, eight-hundred and fifty rocks

I'm makin wonderful figures

I don't fuck with none of you niggaz

I might pull out this gun on your niggaz

and rob every last one of you niggaz



[Bobbito] YEAHHH!  (What?)

[Big L] I'm TIRED

[Bobbito] For somebody tired, that wasn't, that wasn't too bad!



[Bobbito]

You wrote... yeah... you where.. you where thinkin' bout somebody when you 

wrote that right?



[Big L]

Nah, all my shit like that, 'cause latley niggaz been battlin' on the block 

latley



[Bobbito]

I could tell you wrote that ready for somebody



[Big L]

Yeah, yeah niggaz been up on some... (sharpened up the swords)



[Bobbito]

You sharpened the pencils for that one



[Big L]

Aight let me kick some more shit



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.



[Big L]

Eh yo i want y'all to check out ... ya know, two new singles comin' up

(Bobbito:We can play somethin' right now, whats up?)

"Size Em Up" ... "Ebonics"