Big L - Once Again lyrics

[Big L - Once Again lyrics]

And once again the man's back "Big L"
Half ya'll niggas like damn
It this niggas done, done it again
And Once again the man's back "Big L"
I got styles you can't copy bitch

Ayo, I shoulda been out
I'm deadly when I pull the pen out
Keep frontin', I'ma try yo' chin out
I knocked a lot of men out
I left 'em on the floor spittin' phlegm out
It's either that or I'ma squeeze the
Gat and pop ten out
You see Corleone, ice spinnin', jigged out
White linen and if a bitch don't like
Me she must like women
Every time I come around you
See your wife grinnin'
Don't be mad 'cause yo' career's
In the ninth innin'
It's over now, nigga, leave the game
I'm from the Danger Zone
Where emcees get slain
Where thugs'll never hesitate to
Squeeze the flame
Where niggas be takin' drugs just
To ease the pain
Hustlers flip cokey, 48 hours like Nick Nolte
When I was OT, yo bitch wrote me
First day home I dived in it
Left her thighs dented
Now that bitch be pagin'
Me every five minutes
Emcees I squash and disgrace
It's all about the Benjis
So why your bills got Washington's face?
A lot of cats be frontin'
Mad singles wit' a fifty on top
L tryin' to have the city on lock
Peace to Biggie and Pac 'cuz
They really were hot
Rap game, heavy hitters
It's a shame they no longer wit' us
Niggas wanna be L, ladies wanna see L
If I go to jail you'll wear
A shirt sayin' "Free L!" what

And once again the man's back "Big L"
Half ya'll niggas like damn
It this niggas done, done it again
And Once again the man's back "Big L"
I got styles you can't copy bitch
And once again the man's back "Big L"
Half ya'll niggas like damn
It this niggas done, done it again
And Once again the man's back "Big L"
I got styles you can't copy bitch

Aye yo I hear a lot of bitch in your talk
See a lot of switch in your walk
Only thugs get rich in New York
Time is running out
Niggas like L' when you coming out
Because they sick of all this drag queen shit
Your wife's missing im the nigga
She was last seen with
Me and Ron hit it up on some tag team shit
A bunch of niggas got smoked for the cash
Used to ride greyhounds with dime holes and
Stuff the coke in they ass
Crazy beef's got provoked in the past
Lot of wigs got split
A lot of innocent kids got hit
Harlem World be the place of my birth
Believe me son
We breed the smoothest niggas on
The face of the earth
Mics I steadily smoke, rhymes cleverly wrote
As long as I can rock a
Crowd I'm a never be broke
Some hoes treated me like a bum
Nerve when I was unheard
Now I'm icey, I ain't gotta say one word
You dumb bird
I push whips while you walk all day
And I hate when strange niggas
Wanna talk all day
Clown ass shit, hate to be around that shit
You don't know me, just say
Whatsup, gimme a pound, that's it
When I was at the steak house
Pullin' cake out
You was at some cheap Chinese
Shit gettin' take out
How you make out, you took the fake route
You oughta break out
You couldn't get a bitch before
You put your tape out what

And once again the man's back "Big L"
Half ya'll niggas like damn
It this niggas done, done it again
And Once again the man's back "Big L"
I got styles you can't copy bitch
And once again the man's back "Big L"
Half ya'll niggas like damn
It this niggas done, done it again
And Once again the man's back "Big L"
I got styles you can't copy bitch

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