[Chorus] And once again the man's back "Big L" Half ya'll n***as like damn it this n***as done, done it again And Once again the man's back "Big L" I got styles you can't copy b**h [1st verse] Aye yo, I should of been out I'm deadly when I pull the pin out Keep frontin' i'mma try your chin out, I knocked a lot of men out I left em on the floor spittin' phlegm out It's either that or I'mma squeeze the gat and pop 10 out You see Corleone, ice finnin, jigged out bright linen And if a b**h don't like me, she must like women Everytime I come around you see your wife grinnin Don't be mad coz your career's in the 9th inning It's over now n***a leave the game I'm from the danger zone where MC's get slain We're thugs that never hesitate to squeeze the flame Where n***as be taking d** just to ease the pain Hustlers flip cokey, 48 hours like Nick Nolte When I was OT, yo b**h wrote me First day home I dived in it Left her thighs dented Now that b**h be pagin' me every five minutes Emcees I squash and disgrace, it's all about the Benjis So why your bills got Washington's face? A lot of cats be frontin' Mad singles wit' a fifty on top L tryin' to have the city on lock Peace to Biggie and Pac 'cuz they really were hot Rap game, heavy hitters, it's a shame they no longer wit' us n***as wanna be L, ladies wanna see L If I go to jail you'll wear a shirt sayin' "Free L!" What [Chorus] x2 And once again the man's back "Big L" Half ya'll n***as like damn it this n***as done, done it again And Once again the man's back "Big L"
I got styles you can't copy b**h Aye yo I hear a lot of b**h in your talk See a lot of switch in your walk Only thugs get rich in New York Time is running out n***as like L' when you coming out Because they sick of all this drag queen sh** Your wife's missing im the n***a she was last seen with Me and Ron hit it up on some tag team sh** A bunch of n***as got smoked for the cash Used to ride greyhounds with dime holes and stuff the coke in they a** Crazy beef's got provoked in the past, lot of wigs got split A lot of innocent kids got hit Harlem World be the place of my birth, believe me son We breed the smoothest n***as on the face of the earth Mics I steadily smoke, rhymes cleverly wrote As long as I can rock a crowd I'm a never be broke Some hoes treated me like a bum nerve when I was unheard Now I'm icey, I ain't gotta say one word, you dumb bird I push whips while you walk all day And I hate when strange n***as wanna talk all day Clown a** sh**, hate to be around that sh** You don't know me, just say whatsup, gimme a pound, that's it When I was at the steak house, pullin' cake out You was at some cheap Chinese sh** gettin' take out How you make out, you took the fake route, you oughta break out You couldn't get a b**h before you put your tape out What [Chorus] x2 And once again the man's back "Big L" Half ya'll n***as like damn it this n***as done, done it again And Once again the man's back "Big L" I got styles you can't copy b**h