[Verse 1: Stan Spit]
Ayo, ayo, you would scream too if you know what I did last summer
Came through frontin' in the glass Hummer
No shirt, mad ice, screaming fuck is this nice
Shit, Spit got a six and he's fucking your wife
Yo this time around it's just me, Gruff and L
So get you some Henny and blaze a fucking L
For this time it's platinum and it ain't hard to tell
Why, yo, a lot of n***as got on from fuckin' with L
Ayo, those n***as slipping, Gruff, tell me if I'm slippin'
'Cause I'm quick to load the clip and let the slugs start rippin'
Your flesh and your soul gettin' torn apart
Shit my ice so bright that it glow in the dark
And to the cat who killed L, up north he won't live
I want his ass cut from his ears to his ribs
Cut his fingers off and send the pieces to his kids
Harlem World Danger Zone that's just the way shit is
.22s, .45s and .357s
Two .38s and four MAC-11s
1380, yo Gruff I'm dumb crazy
I'd rather pull the trigger than fight, I'm dumb lazy
Talkin' out your mouth'll get you buried down south
Me and L in a Range so you know what we about
Ayo, watch what you say before I watch where you lay
'Cause sooner or later my Glock got to spray
And guns are meant to bust
Thats what I truly resent and us inventors, shit not us
And we put 'em in the ghetto and we put 'em to the test
Matter of fact n***a we put 'em through your vest
Send a message to the President, tell 'em we shady still
Still cop guns despite the Brady bill
And as far as guns go, I'ma let my guns blow
Should they ban guns? The answer's, "Hell no!"
[Verse 2: McGruff]
N***a Please, fuck talk, let the trigger squeeze
N***a Please, kill a n***a go to Beleize
N***a Please, my desert E's kill like disease
Hit a n***a, breeze, engine runnin’, keys in the V's
N***a Please, Harlem backbone, pack chrome
139 & Lenox Ave, that’s home
Crack domes, one love to all my n***as that's gone
Kerry, Nate the Skate, Reggy White
L Corleone, we still in Danger Zone
Where no man can withstand to hold his own
N***a Please, know when you home alone
Shoot through your peephole, blow out your chromosones
N***a Please, Gruff kill n***as for real
And I kill you right know, but these n***as gon' squeal
N***a Please, squirt slugs and hurt thugs
Rap's secondary, murder's my first love
N***a Please, always get the last laugh
Stash math, anything in my path smash
'Bout fast cash n***as be splittin shit half-half
Staff laugh putting up them gats and masks (n***a please)

[Verse 3: Big L]
Y'all fellas like to stress them chicks, impress them chicks
Spend money to dress them chicks
I sex them chicks and send 'em home, Corleone is know 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, then later on I had to wild out
In the club, knocked this coward and his pal out
Then afterwards went to the restroom, pissed Cristal out
Then I'm thinkin' what chick number I can dial out
'Cause it's L, the Harlem pimp baby, for real
I got more dimes than that sprint lady and that's ill
Player haters be giving me harsh looks
But I'm tryna sell records like Garth Brooks
So F' 'em all, when it's cold I throw the skelly on
Illegal chips keep my celly on, mega ice is what I'm heavy on
If it ain't Cristal boo, I guess its Perignon
If the na-nas too tight, I put some jelly on
Yo try to tax and watch the nine mil burst
I've been off the scene, over three years and cats is still thirst
To hear Big L drop an ill verse
So all you unsigned cats who wanna battle, get a deal first
I sport the bulletproof fitted hat
That attitude you better get rid of that, wherever you floss is where you gon' get it at
I stay strapped I go to sleep with my steel
I'm making figgas while you broke cats is keeping it real
L is rap most livest cat, I'm getting stacks
While you asking people, "Do you want fries with that?"
I rob fags in the staircase, no mad beer face
The one police wouldn't dare chase, keep my gear lace
Do I walk around without papes? "No way, pal"
Word up, my money long than the OJ trial



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