[00:07.71][Chorus:]
[00:11.67]Its time to make power moves and get the chedda.
[00:13.95]And buy the real nice things that makes life betta.
[00:16.77]No foolish acts, moves must be clever.
[00:18.84]Im down for whatever, I gotta blow son, is now or never.
[00:21.78][Verse 1:]
[00:22.05]I walk through the ruggedest blocks with jewels flooded wit rocks.
[00:24.81]Hustlin on hot corners that be smuggled wit cops.
[00:27.57]I was sworn for harlem, true roach don.
[00:29.88]Word bond, we leave mics torn.
[00:31.29]Yall brothers slept too long, now its on.
[00:33.09]L Corleone will neva fly.
[00:34.83]Records are forever hot.
[00:36.21]Front on me you better not.
[00:37.56]I keep the barreta cocked.
[00:39.24]This goes out to my people's up town.
[00:41.64]Downtown, mid town, across town, and outta town.
[00:44.76]You see me flossin often, at all the club sites.
[00:47.40]At the bars buyin crystalls like they bud lights.
[00:50.22]My style is hard like strong lumber.
[00:52.17]Dime pieces get the digits chicken heads get the wrong number.
[01:02.43][Chrous]
[01:02.67][Verse 2:]
[01:04.14]Yo I announce spacks.
[01:07.41]When I get busy over bounce tracks.
[01:09.42]Droppin lethal raps so wack so I can count stacks.
[01:12.39]I keep a heavy knot, got a spot on every block.
[01:15.00]Hunnies thats very hot.
[01:16.29]And sent to the mary yacht.
[01:18.72]95 was a beautiful year for L.
[01:20.49]Now I'm back and all the ladies still cheer for L.
[01:23.34]Whatever I write is gonna be tight.
[01:25.44]Cuz if makin hits is wrong I dont wanna be right.
[01:28.29]Never the less, the east is were my crew rest.
[01:30.69]We bust caps that go through vests.
[01:32.37]We only do what we do best.
[01:34.41]And thats triple than you riddle men.
[01:36.51]Since you wanna play rough, then say hello to my little friend.
[01:52.44][Chorus x2]
[01:59.22][Verse 3:]
[02:01.65]I like drop tops when its hot.
[02:03.39]I like lambs when its snowy.
[02:05.07]Bank account is fat like Joey.
[02:07.14]Im not very religious you wouldn't call me holy.
[02:09.93]Sometimes my hairs grow long, sometimes its froly.
[02:12.72]Spark up the you know what.
[02:14.37]Pop the moey.
[02:15.54]L stay flossin, presidential doughly.
[02:18.00]Yall brothers know me, I step in parties with mints and fly links.
[02:21.09]Shorties hittin me with eyewinks as I buy drinks.
[02:24.06]And every girl I got looks like a model.
[02:26.37]If you ever see me with a chicken then she must of a hit the lotto.
[02:29.76]Uptown is my home, and where I roam.
[02:31.89]I stand alone, Big L Cornleone got a song.
[02:34.56]Sellin weight in and outta state to generate cake.
[02:37.23]The one jakes hate.
[02:38.19]Got homicide runnin out of yellow tape.
[02:40.59]I pack toast with infra red scopes, I turn crews to dead folks.
[02:43.77]If yall fellas is playas, Im the head coach.
[03:12.00][Chorus x2]