Stretch and Bobbito ’98 Freestyle

Lyrics

[Intro] Big L: I got some new shit for y'all to play to, ya know? Bobbito: Okay, good Big L! Stretch: Tell me if this was suffice, or if it's somethin mayo .. outta here Bobbito: This is the frosted flakes right here Stretch: This is the Lord Finesse beat Bobbito: Yeah, yeah Big L: Aight, I guess... it will work, it will work Stretch: You can get jiggy with that? Big L: Yeah, yeah let me see, check it out Bobbito: You can ball with this [Pre-Verse: Big L] One-two, one-two Kinda tired.. Big L, 'bout to get into some shit Aight, check it out [Verse 1: Big L] Yo, fuck all the glamours and glitz, I plan to get rich I'm from New York and never was a fan of the Knicks And I'm all about expandin' my chips You mad 'cause I was in the van with your bitch with both hands on her tits Corleone hold the throne, that you know in your heart I got style, plus the way that I be flowin' is sharp A while back I used to hustle, sellin' blow in the park Countin' G stacks and rockin' ice that glow in the dark Forever hottie huntin', trigger temper, I'm quick to body somethin' You lookin' at me like I'm probably frontin' I fuck around and throw three in your chest and flee to my rest I'm older and smarter, this is me at my best I stopped hangin' around y'all 'Cause niggas like you be prayin' on my downfall, hopin' I flop Hopin' I stop, you probably even hope I get locked Or be on the street corner with a pipe, smokin' the rock I got more riches than you, fuck more bitches than you Only thing I haven't got is more stitches than you Fuckin' punk, you ain't a leader, what? Nobody followed you You was never shit, your mother should've swallowed you (Mmm, woo) You on some tag-along, flunky yes-man shit Do me a favor: please get off the next man dick And if you think I can't fuck with whoever, put your money up Put your jewels up, no, fuck it, put your honey up Put your raggedy house up, nigga, or shut your mouth up Before I buck lead and make a lot of bloodshed Turn your tux red, I'm far from broke, got enough bread And mad hoes, ask Beavis, I get nothin' but head My game is vicious and cruel, fuckin' chicks is a rule If my girl think I'm loyal, then that bitch is a fool How come you can listen to my first album And tell where a lot of niggas got their whole style from? (Yeah) So what you actin' for? You ain't half as raw, you need to practice more Somebody tell this nigga somethin' 'fore I crack his jaw You runnin' with boys, I'm runnin' with men, I'ma be rippin' the mics until I'm a hundred and ten Have y'all niggas like, "Dammit, this nigga done done it again" I throw slugs at idiots, no love for city cops I sport a pretty watch, eight hunnid and fifty rocks I'm makin' wonderful figures, I don't fuck with none of you niggas I might pull out this gun on you niggas and rob every last one of you niggas [Bobbito] YEAHHH! (What?) [Big L] I'm TIRED [Bobbito] For somebody tired, that wasn't, that wasn't too bad! [Bobbito] You wrote... yeah... you where.. you where thinkin' bout somebody when you Wrote that right? [Big L] Nah, all my shit like that, cause lately niggas been battlin' on the block Lately [Bobbito] I could tell you wrote that ready for somebody [Big L] Yeah, yeah niggas been up on some... (sharpened up the swords) [Bobbito] You sharpened the pencils for that one [Big L] Aight let me kick some more shit Aight, let me kick some more shit, one more time [Bobbito: Yeah-yeah... Spit, some more] Aight, check it out, yeah, check it out [Bobbito: Big L] Yeah, check it out, yeah, check it out [Bobbito: Yeah] Uhh, check it out, aight, check it out [Bobbito: Woo-- Woooo!] Aight, we gone hit it like this, check it out [Verse 2; Big L] Yo check it, yo my shit is hot like jerk chicken, I should rob you But with that cheap shit, you ain't worth stickin' I've got a left hook, that be leavin' guys knocked out Keep frontin', and I'm a choke you till your eyes pop out I was taught that if a nigga swing, swing right back Battle Corleone, why do a stupid thing like that? Yo, I'm not in the mood, son, so don't push me tonight Plus I fucked your little sister and that pussy was right That pussy was tight, grippin' my dick like a pair of pliers You fuckin' snitch, right now you prolly wearin' wires It's not a joke, so as soon as he laugh I'm a strip him naked and stick a long broom in his ass [Bobbito: Ouch] [Stretch: Oh, word] Leave him heart-broken, make him quit rap and start smokin' My album is done, so no it ain't no parts open I'm not a sweet stud, I'm a street thug That's quick to beat a nigga like a cheap rug 'til he leak blood You sure soft, watched you fall off, might slide your whore off Then call all off, and tear your jaw off My life is far out, I got star clout Every week bring a different car out, go to clubs and buy the bar out You ain't a player, put that cigar out Take that suit off, before I shoot off and tear your roof off Leave your clothes bloody-red like the nose of Rudolph I rocked many stages and never got booed off I might let this gat burst, put you in a big black hearse For that wack verse, you should have tried these other cats first 'Cause none of y'all niggas can fuck with me And if your man wanna join, I got McGruff with me, we puff much izzy I do shit that only tough men do And them cats you with fuck them too, I'll buck them too Be careful what you rush into, you lame-ass nigga No dough, always on the train-ass nigga Canal street, 10-karat-chain-ass nigga You got fucked upstate, you cupcake How many dicks can your butt take? I ran through every bitch in my path I was fuckin' chicks in the ass when I was six-and-a-half {*laughing*} Yo, I'm a take you out your misery [Stretch: Yeah right!] And after this, nigga, put you in the social study book 'cause you're history Yeah [*Laughing] [Bobbito: Yo, I'm gonna give you my math] Aight [Bobbito: I'm gonna give you my math] {*laughing*} Aight [Stretch: Aight] [Bobbito: Yo, I'm gonna give you my history] [Stretch: That's one I'm not gonna play for my mom] [Bobbito: Yeah] [Stretch: 'Anthony, I haven't heard the show in so long Give me tape...' Not this one.] [Big L] Ayo I want y'all to check out ... ya know, two new singles comin' up (Bobbito:We can play somethin' right now, whats up?) "Size Em Up" ... "Ebonics"