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Let Em Have It L lyrics
Hook:
Settin it off lettin it off (whatever) (x4)
(Let em have it L) What?
(Give it to em L) Yeah (x3)
(Let em have it)
Verse 1:
A-yo I m serious I m not the type to joke a lot
Dressed in all black never seen in polka dots
No other writes rhymes like these
I m cool as a light breeze
I m playin rappers out like striped Lees
Smoother than velvet
My lyrics are well writ
You sayin L s this and L s that
Get off L dick
I don t roll with punks I only roll with live guys
And we do drivebys in 325 I s
I had beef with this thief named Randolph
Now he s in a casket dressed up with his hands crossed
So you better leave L alone
Before I reach out and touch you but not with a telephone
Yo I m the brother that you never even thought of beatin
Black white or Puerto Rican
I m gonna slaughter each and
Every crab MC that runs up
When a battle comes up
Give me two thumbs up
Hook
Verse 2:
I damage all opponents as soon as the bell rings
Yo it s all about me it s a B. I. G. L thing
The crown is still mine cause I drop ill rhymes
A lot of rappers talk that murder shit and couldn t kill time
One two one two crews I run through
Fuck karate Big L practice Gun Fu
Cause I m a MC assassinator
I grab a mag and leave a nag leakin like activator
Step to this and get shanked up
I knocked out so many teeth the tooth fairy went bankrupt
And I entertain well because of my brain cells
I m naughty and stop callin me shorty my name s L
Where raps are hotter than old ?
MCs be talkin about breakin jaws when they couldn t break a promise
With Big L you can t swing long
So get behind me and sing cause every hero got a theme song
Hook
Verse 3:
The Big L s back to attack with a phat rap
Matter of fact black I m puttin Harlem on the map
What s up cause I m a stiggy star
Breakin em up and then talkin they heart
You better believe that Big L is the man that be rippin microphones apart
I m undefeated that s the stone truth
Cause battlin me is like fightin a gorilla in a phone booth
I take lives with no pride
I just committed a homicide
A punk brother died cause he tried
To take my cash but he didn t last
I pulled out fast
I tried to bash then I blast on his monkey ass (boom)
I make a lot of doe
I m quick to spot a foe
Even if my grandma violate she gotta go
When I was young I played with guns not a kiddy toy
Cause I m a ruff rugged gangsta not a pretty boy
Facts on tracks I recite well
Everybody be like Mike but Mike wanna be like L
Hook
Big L Outro:
A-yo big shots to all them niggas on the corner
doin something they ain t got no business doin
I gotta say what s up to S&S, Doo Wop, and the Bounce Squad
Can t forget my peeps from Brooklyn youknowhatI msayin ?
Like Box and Herb and Big Sid
A-yo L you must be buggin B
You didn t even let me say what s up to my hoes B
Big L:
Oh yeah we gotta say what s up to the hoes man
Word up let s go see our P.O.
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