K-POP Lyrics Song

Big LTony`s Touch

Yo I be that smooth cat you
never seen rollin' with clowns
One of the few from Uptown
that's holdin' it down
Bitches be on me like I'm welfare
Even rich whores that
live in Bel Air
Is this Big L Yeah hell yeah
Word up I use a chrome gat to
push domes back
Watch how you talk when you call
me Feds got my phone tapped
This rap game I put my life in it
Chain got mega ice in it
Push an Infinite
chrome rims light tinted
And you can see pal it's all
about me now
Twenty G's a show bitch three
thou' just to freestyle
I made this cheese it didn't
grow on trees
Can you hold somethin' Sure you
can hold on these
Yo I'm fat like a old Cray on
smooth as Rayon
L is who the ladies stay on baby
play on
I stay jewel ed up pockets
swelled up
From banks I held up
Plenty bitch ass niggas
Big L stuck
I never catch cold feet
when I hold heat
We roll deep in the triple black
dark tinted o' jeep
I catch a fag three o'clock
in the morn'
On the block all alone
And put a Glock to his dome
Tell him Give it up quick you
nitwit don't try to get slick
Or I'mma let this four fifth
spit and leave your shit split
Prick it ain't nothin' decent
about me
A true thug for real you can ask
the precinct about me
A rap junky don't try to play me
like some flunky
Jewels be chunky pockets lumpy
attitude grumpy
And mad niggas be frontin' a lot
Poppin' mad shit tryin' to be
somethin' they not
Your faggot ass better
stick to dancin'
Don't even look at me I might
break your jaw just for glancin'
I'm sick like Manson
In '97 Harlem kids is blowin'
And we don't trick we'll let a
bitch starve 'til her ribs is
showin
Yo I be that smooth cat you
never seen rollin' with clowns
One of the few from Uptown
that's holdin' it down
Bitches be on me like I'm welfare
Even rich whores that
live in Bel Air
Is this Big L Yeah hell yeah
Word up I use a chrome gat to
push domes back
Watch how you talk when you call
me Feds got my phone tapped
This rap game I put my life in it
Chain got mega ice in it
Push an Infinite
chrome rims light tinted
And you can see pal it's all
about me now
Twenty G's a show bitch three
thou' just to freestyle
I made this cheese it didn't
grow on trees
Can you hold somethin' Sure you
can hold on these
Yo I'm fat like a old Cray on
smooth as Rayon
L is who the ladies stay on baby
play on
I stay jewel ed up pockets
swelled up
From banks I held up
Plenty bitch ass niggas
Big L stuck
I never catch cold feet
when I hold heat
We roll deep in the triple black
dark tinted o' jeep
I catch a fag three o'clock
in the morn'
On the block all alone
And put a Glock to his dome
Tell him Give it up quick you
nitwit don't try to get slick
Or I'mma let this four fifth
spit and leave your shit split
Prick it ain't nothin' decent
about me
A true thug for real you can ask
the precinct about me
A rap junky don't try to play me
like some flunky
Jewels be chunky pockets lumpy
attitude grumpy
And mad niggas be frontin' a lot
Poppin' mad shit tryin' to be
somethin' they not
Your faggot ass better
stick to dancin'
Don't even look at me I might
break your jaw just for glancin'
I'm sick like Manson
In '97 Harlem kids is blowin'
And we don't trick we'll let a
bitch starve 'til her ribs is
showin

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