Get Yours

[Big L]
 Yeah, Big L, Corleone, a.k.a. Tommy Gibbs
 Flamboyent Entertainment, D.I.T.C. forever
 Word up, it's time to let these punk niggas know
 We gonna hit 'em like this, check it out
 Yo, while y'all standing on the corner bummy and high
 I'm out buying the finest things money can buy
 Cats fronting like they holding but them crabs is broke
 Chipping in for 10 dollar bags of smoke
 All on my back because of the fame and the wealth
 You male groupie, you ought to be ashamed of yourself
 Plus I'm running with thugs that bust slugs at the heat
 I be the MC who mad chicks be loving to meet
 And I'm not just a rapper, I got drugs on the street
 I swear you never catch Corleone with Lugz on his feet
 If you think I'm not as nice as whoever, then put your money up
 Put your jewels up, whatever, put your honey up
 Put your raggedy house up, punk, or shut your mouth up
 Before I buck lead, make a lot of blood shed
 Turn your trunks red, far from broke, got enough bread
 Mad hoes, ask Beavis, I get nothing Butt-head
 [O.C.]
 To the tic tic and you don't quit
 Let no man stand in between you and your dough and shit
 Being broke is a bitch, y'all
 There's no such thing as quit, y'all
 As long as you breathe life you gotta get yours (Repeat 2x)
 True indeed, L, I hear these niggas talking out their mouth slick
 Mad cause they bitches is all on our dick
 Peeping us out at the bar checking out what kind of champagne
 We sip, jealous of the ice on my wrist
 We pop Don and Crys, no less
 Hard pressed motherfuckers chipping in for White Star Moet
 Chickenheads flock around us, thug niggas protect us
 At the end of the night, all the hoes want to sex us
 While y'all stand stagnated with blue balls
 You face the song, "You'll Never Find" Lou Rawls, shit
 I don't fuck a nigga with two good hands and feet
 Be bumming and not surviving the streets
 Get your weight up, right now, we ain't promised later
 Do what you gotta do to get those big-headed papers
 Even if it means you need a team pulling a caper
 Instead of going out like Pushead & Black, straight up
 To the tic tic and you don't quit
 Let no man stand in between you and your dough and shit
 Being broke is a bitch, y'all
 There's no such thing as quit, y'all
 As long as you breathe life you gotta get yours (Repeat 2x)
 [Big L]
 Check it, my shit is so hot, I give the mic a heat rash
 I keep cash, you couldn't pay me to rhyme if the beat's trash
 I stay bulletproofed up, Benz couped up
 When it's cold I rock the mink or the Triple Goose stuff
 [O.C.]
 No doubt we're souped up, African as fuck
 Niggas can't touch what we're holding when it comes to the buck
 I push the double R, ride through the city like a star
 Dough bulging out my pockets like my dick be hard
 [Big L]
 I gotta go see Poppy and snatch his brick up
 But first I'm a smack this bitch up cause she's flash my six up
 I ain't the one to tax or stick up, cats get hit up
 Fronting on me, y'all niggas got nothing on me
 [O.C.]
 Yo let's double the cream and stay pop, and hold it for ransom
 Keep the bricks, sell 'em all, triple the pie, handsome
 Kill two birds with one stone, get full blown
 Tango and Cash, live niggas, Mush and Corleone
 To the tic tic and you don't quit
 Let no man stand in between you and your dough and shit
 Being broke is a bitch, y'all
 There's no such thing as quit, y'all
 As long as you breathe life you gotta get yours (Repeat 2x)
 [Diamond]
 I be up in the cut, up in some guts
 While you home busy stuck in a rut
 And wonder why you keep fucking it up
 I got your whole crew sucking it up
 And pussy cats ain't nothing but butt
 Better go back to cutting it up, putting it up
 Plus I heard your girl was up in the butt
 Measuring off brown niggas while I'm trucking it up
 And if you ever get ahead it ain't nothing but luck
 I'm the beat digger, hip-hop complete nigga
 You never fall off, cause I move sweet nigga
 Street nigga, but I can talk to the whitey
 Push seven buttons and organized an all-nighty
 Sons call me "almighty" cause I'm nice with mine
 Surrounded by ice and dimes while you bite your rhymes
 Full equipped with rhetoric that enlights the mind
 Love it when the sun lights my shine due to knowledge, uh