Ron Browz - Size 'Em Up lyrics

Hey yo, the streets love me, man And I love the streets So I know ya ain't think I was comin' with some fruitcake sh** Ya know me better than that Ayo, I shoulda been out I'm deadly when I pull the pen out Keep frontin', I'mma try yo' 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 ten out You see Corleone, ice spinnin', jigged out, white linen And if a b**h don't like me she must like women Every time I come around you see your wife grinnin' Don't be mad 'cuz yo' career's in the ninth innin' It's over now, n***a, leave the game I'm from the danger zone where emcees get slain Where thugs'll never hesitate to squeeze the flame Where n***as be takin' 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 Word up man, them n***as is hungry They ready to bite a n***a arm off Chorus: repeat (2X) All my wolves in the house, are you live or what? See, Harlem 'bout to get it, all eyes on us Only ghetto n***as shine, who gon' rise wit' us? And the first cat who act, we gon' size 'em up Ayo, 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 runnin' out n***as like,"L, when you comin' out?" Because they sick of all this drag queen sh** Your wife's missin', I'm the n***a she was last seen wit' Me and Ron hit it up on some tag team sh** A buncha n***as got smoked for the cash Used to ride Greyhounds wit' dime hoes who 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'mma 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 f**in' punks n***as like you will get robbed everyday Chorus (2X) Yeah Flamboyant Entertainment Big L, Rondell You know how we do One time Can't forget my partner Big brother, Big Lee, holdin' it down The overseer Flamboyant