Big L - In The Game lyrics

[Big L - In The Game lyrics]

It's Flamboyant y'all
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Corleone y'all
Me and my man was
Cruisin' through the streets
And everything was flowin' nice
The corner's crowded
Niggas must be rollin' dice I parked the ride
So my nigga Iroc can crash the
Lye spot and I'ma gamble
Until he come back, why not? Click-clack
Cock the gat back
Gotta be strapped the game was mad packed
Mad cats pockets was fat
They playin' cee-lo
My dick get hard when I see dough
I bets nothin' less than a G yo
You know my steelo first I was losin' then I
Started throwin' head crack
After head crack, got my bread back
Jumped in my red Ac'
I'm waitin' for my nigga to
Come out of the spot
I see niggas startin' to plot
And I'm far from my block
Finally he walked out, told him
"Hop the fuck in"
On my face he saw the grin and said
"How much did you win?"
I estimated about, 45 maybe 50 G's
My man was hungry so I dropped
Him off at Mickey D's
Now I'm alone, headin' home to rest my dome
Spotted some niggas trailin' so I
Picked up the phone
Called Bones, I said, "Yo son
I'm on the run need your help
Before I get done meet me downstairs
Bring your big gun" i don't believe this
This nigga said he can't make it
'Cause some bitch is in his house butt
Naked and then he hung up
And this supposed to be my man
And he don't give a fuck
That duck sold me out just to get a nut
What?
I'm cruisin' fast and they still behind me
The same nigga who I won the money from
And his grimy crimey it's about to get, real
Hasty grabbed the steel, took it off safety
'Cause, I refuse to let these niggas waste me
I started to cruise fast
Then stopped short and made 'em crash
And now them fags is all
Bloody from the shattered glass
And one of them had passed
When his face smashed the dash
I was injured too, leakin' with a deep gash
I ain't panicked, I was quite calm
Couldn't use the right arm
So I grabbed the gat with the left
Walked up to the car the creep
Was stuck in the seat looked at him
Shook my head then started buckin' my heat
It's over now
Cause both of these motherfuckers asleep
I think I'm dyin'
I'm feelin' weak out on my feet
But before I got some medical help
I had to catch a cab first
To one-forty-first and Bradhurst
That's where Bones live, walked
In the buildin', staggerin'
Lookin' tore down
Shot his door down and beat his whore down
From the look in my eye, he knew he would die
Started to cry, stuck the gat
To his head and said, "Why?"
Then he offered me, all of his cheese
Then dropped to his knees
And begged me please, not to squeeze
Then his brains got blast out, he's ass-out
Then I dashed out
Into the streets covered with blood
About to pass out
The hospital's up, a couple of blocks
I'm on my way but
Damn, here comes a couple of cops
I pulled out
And started blowin' they started blowin'
Back I'm goin' all out i ain't holdin' back
I been to jail once and I ain't goin' back
I kept shootin'
One shot caught a cop dead in his top
The other pig ducked behind a big truck
I was bleedin' real bad, and couldn't stop it
But still had the fifty thou'
Profit in my pockets the coast was clear
So I jetted to a park that was near
Seen kids playin' everywhere then threw
The cash in the air i watched all of them
Run for they share and all I can do was stare
I got weak and fell on my rear
Now I can hear the sirens
That means here comes the Jakes
But it's too late
I'm knockin' on the pearly gates
Yeah, casualties of a dice game
Never gamble with snakes
Let that be a lesson to ya
Yeah, it's Corleone y'all
Yeah, it's Flamboyant y'all
Big L y'all, Flamboyant baby, yeah
Big L, Big L, yeah, it's Flamboyant y'all
Yeah

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