| And once again the man’s back «Big L»
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| Half ya’ll niggas like damn it this niggas done, done it again
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| And Once again the man’s back «Big L»
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| I got styles you can’t copy bitch
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| Aye yo, I should of been out
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| I’m deadly when I pull the pin out
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| Keep frontin' i’mma try your chin out, I knocked a lot of men out
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| I left em on the floor spittin' phlegm out
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| It’s either that or I’mma squeeze the gat and pop 10 out
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| You see Corleone, ice finnin, jigged out bright linen
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| And if a bitch don’t like me, she must like women
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| Everytime I come around you see your wife grinnin
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| Don’t be mad coz your career’s in the 9th inning
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| It’s over now nigga leave the game
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| I’m from the danger zone where MC’s get slain
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| We’re thugs that never hesitate to squeeze the flame
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| Where niggas be taking drugs just to ease the pain
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| Hustlers flip cokey, 48 hours like Nick Nolte
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| When I was OT, yo bitch wrote me
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| First day home I dived in it
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| Left her thighs dented
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| Now that bitch be pagin' me every five minutes
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| Emcees I squash and disgrace, it’s all about the Benjis
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| So why your bills got Washington’s face?
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| A lot of cats be frontin'
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| Mad singles wit' a fifty on top
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| L tryin' to have the city on lock
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| Peace to Biggie and Pac 'cuz they really were hot
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| Rap game, heavy hitters, it’s a shame they no longer wit' us
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| Niggas wanna be L, ladies wanna see L
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| If I go to jail you’ll wear a shirt sayin' «Free L!»
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| What
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| And once again the man’s back «Big L»
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| Half ya’ll niggas like damn it this niggas done, done it again
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| And Once again the man’s back «Big L»
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| I got styles you can’t copy bitch
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| Aye yo I hear a lot of bitch in your talk
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| See a lot of switch in your walk
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| Only thugs get rich in New York
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| Time is running out
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| Niggas like L' when you coming out
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| Because they sick of all this drag queen shit
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| Your wife’s missing im the nigga she was last seen with
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| Me and Ron hit it up on some tag team shit
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| A bunch of niggas got smoked for the cash
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| Used to ride greyhounds with dime holes and stuff the coke in they ass
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| Crazy beef’s got provoked in the past, lot of wigs got split
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| A lot of innocent kids got hit
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| Harlem World be the place of my birth, believe me son
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| We breed the smoothest niggas on the face of the earth
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| Mics I steadily smoke, rhymes cleverly wrote
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| As long as I can rock a crowd I’m a never be broke
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| Some hoes treated me like a bum nerve when I was unheard
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| Now I’m icey, I ain’t gotta say one word, you dumb bird
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| I push whips while you walk all day
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| And I hate when strange niggas wanna talk all day
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| Clown ass shit, hate to be around that shit
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| You don’t know me, just say whatsup, gimme a pound, that’s it
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| When I was at the steak house, pullin' cake out
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| You was at some cheap Chinese shit gettin' take out
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| How you make out, you took the fake route, you oughta break out
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| You couldn’t get a bitch before you put your tape out
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| What
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| And once again the man’s back «Big L»
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| Half ya’ll niggas like damn it this niggas done, done it again
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| And Once again the man’s back «Big L»
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| I got styles you can’t copy bitch |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Once Again , by - J-Love. Song from the album Production Credits, Vol.7, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп