[Big L]
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I drive up and down Harlem blocks, iced out watch
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Knots in my socks, cops think I'm selling rocks
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Pulling me over too see if I'm drunk
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but I'm sober they wouldn't fuck with me if I drove a Nova
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Listen Columbo you're mad because your money come slow
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And what you make in a year I make in one show
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Now you wanna frisk me and search my ride
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Call me all kinda names try to hurt my pride
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You're just mad cause I'm a young cat, pockets dumb fat
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Talkin bout where the gun at, I been there and done that
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I'm through with that illegal life, I'm stayin legit
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I love to see cars come cruisin bye and playin my shit
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I walk around with six thou' without a pist-al, my whole click's wild
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I'm rich pal, no more sticks I'm makin hits now
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I drink Cristal, I'm through breakin laws
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I don't sell coke anymore, I do tours
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So get that flashlight out of my face
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To bring me down them Jakes'll do whatever it takes
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Word up them federals got my phone and my house tapped
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Praying that I fall for the mouse trap, I doubt that
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[Chorus: Big L]
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Why do I end up in so much shit
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I done came way too far to be callin it quits
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Jake wanna lock me up even though I'm legit
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They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick
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[Fat Joe]
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Aiyyo enough's enough, federals try to set me up
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Put me in cuffs and crush what I lust into dust
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Plus, they want a nigga sewed, but they know
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Big Joey Crack ain't never rat a cat that he know
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Fo' sho', death before dishonor; I left the streets alone
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since Tone deceased it almost killed his mama
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So I'ma keep doin what I'm doin
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Pursuin my dream til there enough cream to start my own union
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And show these kids how legit it is
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Shit is real I used to steal but now I own several businesses
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So where's your witness that you claim to have, sayin that I'm takin half
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Extortin New York and not payin tax
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I'm layin back, playin the role, playin the low
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But it's the same ol Joe so don't get K.O.d
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Hey yo I'm gonna fry for what I never did
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or catch a heavy bid, why don't they just let a nigga live?
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[Chorus x2]
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"What would you do..
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if the vicious enemy suddenly started comin at you..
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armed to the teeth, and ready to kill you?"
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The Enemy
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| Big L |
