Nigga Please

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Stan Spit] Ayo, ayo, you would scream too if you know what I did last summer Came through frontin' in the glass Hummer No shirt, mad ice, screaming fuck is this nice Shit, Spit got a six and he's fucking your wife Yo this time around it's just me, Gruff and L So get you some Henny and blaze a fucking L For this time it's platinum and it ain't hard to tell Why, yo, a lot of niggas got on from fuckin' with L Ayo, those niggas slipping, Gruff, tell me if I'm slippin' 'Cause I'm quick to load the clip and let the slugs start rippin' Your flesh and your soul gettin' torn apart Shit my ice so bright that it glow in the dark And to the cat who killed L, up north he won't live I want his ass cut from his ears to his ribs Cut his fingers off and send the pieces to his kids Harlem World Danger Zone that's just the way shit is .22s, .45s and .357s Two .38s and four MAC-11s 1380, yo Gruff I'm dumb crazy I'd rather pull the trigger than fight, I'm dumb lazy Talkin' out your mouth'll get you buried down south Me and L in a Range so you know what we about Ayo, watch what you say before I watch where you lay 'Cause sooner or later my Glock got to spray And guns are meant to bust Thats what I truly resent and us inventors, shit not us And we put 'em in the ghetto and we put 'em to the test Matter of fact nigga we put 'em through your vest Send a message to the President, tell 'em we shady still Still cop guns despite the Brady bill And as far as guns go, I'ma let my guns blow Should they ban guns? The answer's, "Hell no!" [Verse 2: McGruff] Nigga Please, fuck talk, let the trigger squeeze Nigga Please, kill a nigga go to Beleize Nigga Please, my desert E's kill like disease Hit a nigga, breeze, engine runnin', keys in the V's Nigga Please, Harlem backbone, pack chrome 139 & Lenox Ave, that's home Crack domes, one love to all my niggas that's gone Kerry, Nate the Skate, Reggy White L Corleone, we still in Danger Zone Where no man can withstand to hold his own Nigga Please, know when you home alone Shoot through your peephole, blow out your chromosones Nigga Please, Gruff kill niggas for real And I kill you right know, but these niggas gon' squeal Nigga Please, squirt slugs and hurt thugs Rap's secondary, murder's my first love Nigga Please, always get the last laugh Stash math, anything in my path smash 'Bout fast cash niggas be splittin shit half-half Staff laugh putting up them gats and masks (nigga please) [Verse 3: Big L] Y'all fellas like to stress them chicks, impress them chicks Spend money to dress them chicks I sex them chicks and send 'em home, Corleone is know to be stoned When I bone I'm rubbered up in case that chick full blown The other night around 8pm, pockets crazy slim Jumped out the gray BM, went to the ATM Took a thou out, then later on I had to wild out In the club, knocked this coward and his pal out Then afterwards went to the restroom, pissed Cristal out Then I'm thinkin' what chick number I can dial out 'Cause it's L, the Harlem pimp baby, for real I got more dimes than that sprint lady and that's ill Player haters be giving me harsh looks But I'm tryna sell records like Garth Brooks So F' 'em all, when it's cold I throw the skelly on Illegal chips keep my celly on, mega ice is what I'm heavy on If it ain't Cristal boo, I guess its Perignon If the na-nas too tight, I put some jelly on Yo try to tax and watch the nine mil burst I've been off the scene, over three years and cats is still thirst To hear Big L drop an ill verse So all you unsigned cats who wanna battle, get a deal first I sport the bulletproof fitted hat That attitude you better get rid of that, wherever you floss is where you gon' get it at I stay strapped I go to sleep with my steel I'm making figgas while you broke cats is keeping it real L is rap most livest cat, I'm getting stacks While you asking people, "Do you want fries with that?" I rob fags in the staircase, no mad beer face The one police wouldn't dare chase, keep my gear lace Do I walk around without papes? "No way, pal" Word up, my money long than the OJ trial [Outro: Big L] Flamboyant Records, baby