Now or Never - Big L.mp3

[00:10.71][Chorus:]
[00:14.64]Its time to make power moves and get the chedda.
[00:16.95]And buy the real nice things that makes life betta.
[00:19.77]No foolish acts, moves must be clever.
[00:21.84]Im down for whatever, I gotta blow son, is now or never.
[00:24.81][Verse 1:]
[00:25.08]I walk through the ruggedest blocks with jewels flooded wit rocks.
[00:27.78]Hustlin on hot corners that be smuggled wit cops.
[00:30.57]I was sworn for harlem, true roach don.
[00:32.88]Word bond, we leave mics torn.
[00:34.29]Yall brothers slept too long, now its on.
[00:36.06]L Corleone will neva fly.
[00:37.80]Records are forever hot.
[00:39.21]Front on me you better not.
[00:40.56]I keep the barreta cocked.
[00:42.18]This goes out to my people's up town.
[00:44.61]Downtown, mid town, across town, and outta town.
[00:47.76]You see me flossin often, at all the club sites.
[00:50.40]At the bars buyin crystalls like they bud lights.
[00:53.22]My style is hard like strong lumber.
[00:55.17]Dime pieces get the digits chicken heads get the wrong number.
[01:05.40][Chrous]
[01:05.67][Verse 2:]
[01:07.11]Yo I announce spacks.
[01:10.38]When I get busy over bounce tracks.
[01:12.42]Droppin lethal raps so wack so I can count stacks.
[01:15.36]I keep a heavy knot, got a spot on every block.
[01:17.97]Hunnies thats very hot.
[01:19.26]And sent to the mary yacht.
[01:21.72]95 was a beautiful year for L.
[01:23.49]Now I'm back and all the ladies still cheer for L.
[01:26.31]Whatever I write is gonna be tight.
[01:28.41]Cuz if makin hits is wrong I dont wanna be right.
[01:31.29]Never the less, the east is were my crew rest.
[01:33.66]We bust caps that go through vests.
[01:35.37]We only do what we do best.
[01:37.38]And thats triple than you riddle men.
[01:39.48]Since you wanna play rough, then say hello to my little friend.
[01:44.40][Chorus x2]
[01:51.18][Verse 3:]
[02:04.65]I like drop tops when its hot.
[02:06.39]I like lambs when its snowy.
[02:08.07]Bank account is fat like Joey.
[02:10.14]Im not very religious you wouldn't call me holy.
[02:12.90]Sometimes my hairs grow long, sometimes its froly.
[02:15.69]Spark up the you know what.
[02:17.34]Pop the moey.
[02:18.54]L stay flossin, presidential doughly.
[02:21.00]Yall brothers know me, I step in parties with mints and fly links.
[02:24.09]Shorties hittin me with eyewinks as I buy drinks.
[02:27.06]And every girl I got looks like a model.
[02:29.37]If you ever see me with a chicken then she must of a hit the lotto.
[02:32.73]Uptown is my home, and where I roam.
[02:34.86]I stand alone, Big L Cornleone got a song.
[02:37.53]Sellin weight in and outta state to generate cake.
[02:40.20]The one jakes hate.
[02:41.19]Got homicide runnin out of yellow tape.
[02:43.59]I pack toast with infra red scopes, I turn crews to dead folks.
[02:46.74]If yall fellas is playas, Im the head coach.
[03:20.07][Chorus x2]