Big L - Size 'em Up Lyrics
Hey yo, the streets love me, manAnd I love the streetsSo I know ya aint think I was comin with some fruitcake shitYa know me better than thatAyo, I shoulda been outIm deadly when I pull the pin outKeep frontin, ima try yo chin outI knocked a lot of men outI left em on the floor spittin phlegm outIts either that or ima squeeze the gat and pop ten outYou see ? codione? , ice spinnin, jigged out, white linenAnd if a ***** dont like me she must like womenEvery time I come around you see your wife grinninDont be mad cuz yo careers in the ninth inninIts over now, nigga, leave the gameIm from the danger zone where emcees get slainWere thugs that never hesitate to squeeze the flameWere niggaz be takin drugs just to ease the painHustlers flip cokey, 48 hours like nick nolteWhen I was ot your ***** rode meFirst day home I dived in itLeft her thighs dentedNow that ***** be pagin me every five minutesEmcees I squash and disgrace, its all about the benjisSo why your bills got washingtons face?A lot of cats be frontinMade singles wit a fifty on topL tryin to have the city on lockPeace to biggie and pac cuz they really were hotRap game, heavy hitters, its a shame they no longer wit usNiggaz wanna be l, ladies wanna see lIf I go to jail youll wear a shirt sayin free l!WhatWord up man, them niggaz is hungryThey ready to bite a nigga arm offChorus: repeat (2x)All my wolves in the house, are you live or what?See, harlem bout to get it, all eyes on usOnly ghetto niggaz shine, who gon rise wit us?And the first cat who act, we gon size em upAyo, I hear a lot of ***** in your talkSee a lot of switch in your walkOnly thugs get rich in new yorkTime is runnin outNiggaz like,l, when you comin out?Because they sick of all this drag queen shitYour wifes missin, Im the nigga she was last seen witMe and ron hit it up on some tag team shitA buncha niggaz got smoked for the cashUsed to ride greyhounds wit dime holes and stuff the coke in they assCrazy beefs got provoked in the past, lot of wigs got splitA lot of innocent kids got hitHarlem world be the place of my borough, believe me sonWe breed the smoothest niggaz on the face of the earthMics I steadily smoke, rhymes cleverly wroteAs long as I can rock a crowd ima never be brokeSome hoes treated me like a bum nerve when I was unheardNow Im icey, I aint gotta say one word, you dumb birdI push whips while you walk all dayAnd I hate when strange niggaz wanna talk all dayClown ass shit, hate to be around that shitYou dont know me, just say whatsup, gimme a pound, thats itWhen I was at the steak house, pullin cake outYou was at some cheap chinese shit gettin take outHow you make out, you took the fake route, you oughta break outYou couldnt get a ***** before you put your tape outWhat*****in punksNiggaz like you will get robbed everydayChorus (2x)YeahFlamboyant entertainmentBig l, rondellYou know how we doOne timeCant forget my partnerBig brother, big lee, holdin it downThe overseerFlamboyant
