Nino Brown (USA) - Big Los lyrics

[Nino Brown (E-Dubb in background)] Uh Yeah, yeah, yeah Young Two, what's up ("Mexican with attitude...") Come on That's right [Verse 1: Nino Brown] It's the incredible, unfadable, you can't see me Like Ghost Nino Brown, put it down (Eastside, west coast) Leavin' comatose confusion, magical like Illusion, hallucination Modification gets Paid to flow Paper, dough Caked up some more game to spit (And that) Gangsta sh** Theoretically uncontested, none can get With the lyrical maestro, ace in the hole (Ha) Same suit, same color Stacy boot Aim to shoot Slick, sly, ambitious, motherf**er (Hun) I spit diction Way out your jurisdiction On a mission, intuition Like the ouigi Superstitious, never cross ladder, grey matter splatter Hey batter, batter Thirteen strikes (WOW) Original gangsta Brown, stripes, straps Glocks co*k back Hit a lick when we jack In gats we trust, gats we bust Hoodrats we cut Tell 'em shut the f** up And get on I'm all about my feria, get ready, hun Nino 'bout to k** it The so-called crown Bout to steal it Subliminal, clean cut criminal Think I'm talkin' 'bout ya Then dissect the lyrical miracle Invisible angel city ghost, make a toast to the great Brown hope Muh'f**er, what you thank, hun Chorus: [Nino] Big Los, big Los, the city of schemes And every thang in big Los ain't always what it seems You might get food if you come from out of town Nino Brown [E-Dubb] "Mexican with attitude" [Nino] Big Los, big Los, the city of schemes And every thang in big Los ain't always what it seems You might get food if you come from out of town Nino Brown [E-Dubb] "Mexican with attitude" [Verse 2: Nino Brown {E-Dubb}] See me in my brown trench coat Turtle neck to my throat With my locs on {"Mexican with attitude"} I got the whole town nervous Stick 'em up, poltergeist Ain't nothin' nice, Nino Brown stay gangsta with it Cutthroat Quote it Translucent He loosen with it Get it, don't blink You miss it Close your eyes, it's hard to tell What's up, Nas Nino camoflague spit lyrical collages V.I., yep Relaxin' Sippin' 'yac Even got them N.Y. b**hes, in them L.A. caps (Uh hun) Feelin' on my blue Khak's Matter fact Sick, even got they mamas on my dick (Ha) Only f** 'em thick Cut quick And gangsta b**hes Only s** a good dick (REALLY) Nino Brown, hella cold Hella bold Confidant Angel city go gold twice You done, dawg, over with Fini Secrete heat Hot flash Me entiendes Rewind that What he say Go figure Did I sss... Studder Stupid motherf**er I grip the mic Rip the mic Wrap it with the snake and eagle tag How they like me now Brown ride til the day that I die That's the way that I fly For all my people, motherf**er (What) Repeat Chorus Twice [E-Dubb] {*scratching*} "Mexican with attitude"