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zuò qǔ : Coleman, Ervin, Farrell, Heron |
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Yeah yeah, Big L, Corleone |
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My nigga CTown, my big brother Big Lee holding it down |
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Flamboyant baby, for life |
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We taking over, coming to a theater near you |
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Check it out, come on check it |
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Make sure my mic is loud and my production is tight |
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Better watch me round your girl if you ain' t ing her right |
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You damn playa haters never want to see me blow |
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Flamboyant Entertainment CEO |
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Yo the spotlight is mine, it ain' t his no more |
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When Lee come home, niggas can' t live no more |
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And ... I' m straight, keep a Harlem World mindstate |
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I never lounge where you find Jake |
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Suprise niggas like a blind date, L rhyme great |
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And I' m a increase the crime rate for old time' s sake |
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Run with me and I' m a make you a star |
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When me and my crew hit the clubs, we go straight to the bar |
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Leave ' em empty, I cruise through Harlem in an M3 |
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Never pay for parties, say my name and I' m in free |
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I' m on some 100G car shit, superstar shit |
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Selling niggas that wet shit right out the jar shit |
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I' m dumb hot, I' ll wreck you and your young flock |
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Keep the gun cock, represent one block |
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139 nigga, the Danger Zone |
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We quick to put a bullet in a stranger' s dome |
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I' m known to kick a rough rhyme and rock much shine |
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Yo I' m out, I done took up enough time |
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We out, no doubt, you know how we do, Flamboyent for life |
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' Big L' ' Corleone' |
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' A smooth kid that' ll run up in your baby mother' |
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' Big L' ' For real' |
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' Corleone is too advanced for y' all' |
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' Big L' ' I' m a pimpedout nigga' ' For |
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real' |
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' Big L' ' Corleone is too advanced for y' all' |
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Yo it' s Corleone and Queen' s Most, we bust til your whole team ghost |
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Everywhere we go, we must bring toast forever |
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Popping the chrome, always dropping a poem |
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I can write it or recite it off the top of the dome |
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However you want it is how I' m gonna give it to you, Big L style |
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They brought it back to the streets cause that shit sell now |
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So pal back up a bit, give me elbow space |
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I represent Harlem World, not Melrose Place |
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So I' m a lace the jewels up with nice brigettes |
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Flamboyent is the label that writes the checks |
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Y' all niggas better stop fronting cause I might get vexed |
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And I' m a run up on y' all and slice y' all necks |
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With the machette, pockets heavy, slang more cane than Eddie |
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I represent uno trece nueve |
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Time is money so I stay late, I' m quick to sign a playmate |
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Bust off like a treeight then vacate, uh |
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' Big L' ' Corleone' |
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' A smooth kid that' ll run up in your baby mother' |
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' Big L' ' For real' |
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' Corleone is too advanced for y' all' |
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' Big L' ' I' m a pimpedout nigga' ' For |
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real' |
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' Big L' ' Corleone is too advanced for y' all' |
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' I leave mics torn' ' Big L' Repeat til fade |