Big L Put It On
Aiyyo, you betta flee hobbes, or get your head flown three blocks L keep rappers hearts pumpin like reeboks And every year I gain clout and my name sprouts Some brothersd still be large if the crack never came out I got the wild style, always been a foul child My guns go poompoom, and yo guns go powpow Im known to have a hottie open, I keep the shottie smokin Front and get half the bones in your body broken And when it comes to gettin nookie Im not a rookie I got girls that make that chick toni braxton lo
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