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Big L lyrics Lifestylez Ov Da Poor Dangerous lyrics (Everybody everywhere is scratching for what they can get Did you think anybody in this town is any different They don't give a damn who gets killed Just as long as quot;the dice keep rollin The hoes keep hoein And the money keeps flowin quot;) My name is L, and I'm from a part of town where clowns Get beat down and all you hear is gunshot sounds On 139 and Lennox Ave. there's a big park And if you're soft, don't go through it when it gets dark Cause at nighttime niggas try to tax They're sneakier than alley cats That's why I carry gats Yo, I'm a muthafuckin fugitive Buckwild and foul is the lifestyle that I choose to live Because to me it's all about a buck I used to have a partner in crime by the name of Chuck We stormed the city, shootin shit up like Frank Nitty We robbed kids and split the dough 50/50 One day we stuck a dice game on the ave. and split the cash Then I murdered his ass and took his half Because I'm all about ends and skins When you got dough, you don't need no muthafuckin friends If I catch you on a late night, black, you're gettin stuck, jack My moms told me to get a job, fuck that Aiyo, picture me gettin a job Takin orders from Bob, sellin corn on the cob Yo, how the hell I'ma make ends meet Makin about 120 dollars a week Man, I rather do another hit I want clean clothes, mean hoes, and all that other shit Yo, I admit, I'm a sucker A low down, dirty, sneaky, double-crossin canivin muthafucka Breakin in cribs with a chrome bar I wasn't 'poor', I was po', I couldn't afford the 'o-r' I used to wait until it gets dark And tell a nigga to strip, I wanna see some birthmarks Like a ninja, dressed in black with a ski mask I take all the funds, then I run down the street fast I vicked this nigga named Eugene Took his brand new ring Cause stickin up's a everyday routine Once I was crusin in a beat-up ride Saw this nigga named Clyde And snuck up on him from the blind side I told him, quot;Give up the dough, before you get smoked Oh you're broke ( *shots* ) now you're dead broke quot; The Big L was cold crazy A top-notch crook snatchin pocket books from old ladies I don't care, I'll do anything to get a buck Even rob a Miller truck, cause I don't give a fuck Some say I'm ruthless, some say I'm grim Once a brother done broke into my house and I robbed him Plenty and many brains I bust Cause I was livin the lifestyle of the poor and dangerous Word All of us from Harlem 139 That's livin the lifestyle of the poor amp; dangerous Uknowmsayin This goes out To my brothers Big Lee and Don Ice Reggie Reg, T.C., Todd, Lou, Black Tone Whitey, Ty Speeder, Ru Dog, Herb McGruff E-Jet, G Love, Doc Ring, Slice and Rich Dice I can't forget the 1-4-0 Lennox Ave., troop And I gotta say rest in peace to Mate the Skate, Dog And my man Kerry Peace (Now what kinda life is that for a child Now what kinda life is that for a child Now what kinda life is that for a fuckin child Word to mother Fuck all that stupid shit Controversial, not commercial, nigga) Other Big L lyrics: '98 Freestyle lyrics Deadly Combination lyrics Size 'Em Up lyrics Ebonics lyrics The Big Picture (Intro) lyrics Holdin' It Down lyrics The Heist lyrics The Heist Revisited lyrics Games lyrics Who You Slidin' Wit' lyrics Platinum Plus lyrics The Triboro lyrics Casualties Of A Dice Game lyrics Flamboyant lyrics Fall Back lyrics Da Enemy lyrics Let 'Em Have It 'L' lyrics Fed Up With The Bullshit lyrics I Don't Understand It lyrics Da Graveyard lyrics Street Struck lyrics Danger Zone lyrics All Black lyrics 8 Iz Enuff lyrics No Endz, No Skinz lyrics M.V.P. lyrics Put It On lyrics |