98' Halftime Radio

Ya'll cats like to stress them chicks, impress them chicks
 Spend money to dress them chicks, i sex them chicks
 And send them home, corleone known to be stoned
 When i bone, I'm rubbered up in case that chick full blown
 The other night around 8pm, pockets crazy slim
 Jumped out the gray bm, went to the atm
 Took a thou' out, later on i had to wild out
 In da club knock some kid and his pal out
 Afterwards, went to the restroom, pissed crystale out
 Now im thinkin what chick number i can dial out
 Cuz its L, the harlem pimp baby, for real
 I got more dimes then that sprint lady, and thats ill
 Playa haters be givin me harsh looks, but im tryina sell records like Garth Brooks
 So f em all, when its cold i throw the skelly on
 Illegal chips, keep my celly on, mega ice is what im heavy on
 If it ain't crystale boo, i guess its perryon
 If the nana's too tight, i throw some jelly on
 Try to tax and watch the 9 mil burst
 I've been off the scene over 2 years, and cats is still thirst
 They hear Big L drop an ill verse, so all you unsigned cats that wanna battle get a deal first
 I sport da bulletproof, fitted-hat, that attitude you betta get rid of that
 Whereava u floss is where u gon get it at
 What, stay strapped, go to sleep wit my steel
 Makin figures while u broke cats is keepin it real
 L is raps most livest cat, gettin stacks while u askin people "do u want fries with that"
 I rob fags in da staircase, no mask, bare face
 The one police wouldn't dare chase, keep my gear laced
 Do I walk around without cash? No way pal
 Word up, my money longer than the OJ trial
 Yo while we hold gats, you hold knives
 When you sold 8's, we sold pies
 When you rode bikes, we drove 5's
 There's no comparison son, it's just embarrasing
 Im runnin with some of the baddest men in the whole New York
 We hold the fort while you crap cats is holdin
 Playa hatin, pushin stolen whips
 We at the dice game rollin trips, out of town throwin bricks
 Takin over, cookin up coke with baking soda
 I buy hot jewels and ice it down, while you go to the jewelry store with short doe tryina bring the prices down
 You better spread with them 30 dollar kicks on
 Or get whipped on, knocked out cold, and pissed on
 L is a heavyweighter with steady paper
 You the type to go to jail for a petty caper
 Then come home on good behavior
 Talkin bout you no longa hard now cuz you a man of god now
 Yo its amazin, L is blazin always been
 Before i put the braids in, i use to let the waves spin
 What you be sayin dont impress me at all
 Them chicks you be jayin dont be sexy at all
 Word life, to everything that i recite stand out
 Go head and front so i can try this right hand out
 Across yo jaw, L neva lost a war
 No respect for them cowards who enforce the law
 You got sumthin to say, then cough it out
 Cuz cats be wantin beef, but when you pulled out the heat
 They ready to talk it out
 What is there to talk about, you was just fronting now it ain't nuthin
 Ain't that sumthin, i should start bussin anaway
 Put one of you punks in the ground
 Ya'll cats be killin me with ya'll faces frown, jumpin around
 Like you scared of L, not even, cuz imma be a thug until i stop breathin
 Plus im runnin with a real smooth crew, that'll shoot at you
 You wanna knuckle up, whateva we can do that too