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big l - the triboro lyrics

phenomenon o.c.
big l, one-three-nine, baby
diggin’ in the crates
yeah yeah, this is joe the god, terror squad reppin

yo, yo, yo
i’m from a place where them n-gg-z don’t, talk no sh-t
where them wigs get split, where the guns forever click
where the track stars come to warm up for a race
blue and whites ride by and n-gg-z yell, “f-ck them jakes”
so much respect, i can lay dough on the floor
walk away and come back without cats runnin’ off
i’m a model hoe’s wet dream, in her sleep
performin’ x-rated f-ck scenes, me goin’ deep
o.c. the starchild, let your cameras record

i’m like a man bein’ honored at the grammy awards
i pitch lines like fastb-lls
mush-out, rap my -ss off
knuckle gaze crumblin’ your gl-ss jaw
supreme figure, drink liquor, what team thicker?
“the big picture” be the motherf-ckin’ theme n-gg-
flamboyant forever, this is how it goes
pray we don’t clap your way when the gats explode

where brooklyn at?
yo, b-k don’t play
harlem world
where n-gg-z get the money all day
boogie down bronx, specialize in gunplay
triboro, so thorough, always

where i’m from, dudes get sliced, ‘cuz crews is trife
and you might lose your life for your jewels and ice
i’ma slide to the telly and abuse your wife
if i got one rubber, i’ma use it twice
i give young fools advice about the rules of heist
when i rock ‘gators, hoes be like, “them shoes is nice”
dimes i’m willin’ to hit, i stay drillin’ a chick
they all know i ain’t sh-t, but they still on my d-ck

and i never walk the streets without the vest and the chrome
‘cuz all my jewels be rocky like sylvester stallone
i blast the tech at your dome to leave you restin’ alone
go home and puff a fat bag of sess ’til i’m gone
you got this n-gg- frontin’ like he the main event
when his alb-m ain’t even last long, it came and went
i’m like gotti to him, i throw the shotty to him
n-gg-z don’t want it with l, they like, “anybody but him”

where brooklyn at?
yo, b-k don’t play
harlem world
where n-gg-z get the money all day
boogie down bronx, specialize in gunplay
triboro, so thorough, always

hoodied down with the mac, boogie down where it’s at
f-ck around, hear the sound of the gats
wanna clown we react, f-ck that
do you know what you do when you fool with joey crack?
i’m c-ke on the streets, i’m open for beef
i’m hopin’ you reach so we can go with the heat
i’m like a n-gg- that you just can’t kill
n-gg-z spittin’ that hot sh-t, but just ain’t real
it’s like you muh’f-ckers frontin’ for me

nuttin’ to see, when i’m the one you wantin’ to be
lovin’ the stee’, come through plush in the v
got n-gg-z mad ‘cuz they pain while we f-ckin’ for free
make trizz a household, live what i told
i only speak that true sh-t that i know
besides y’all don’t want it with us
a hundred or plus, killers that be livin’ to bust
what the f-ck?

where brooklyn at?
yo, b-k don’t play
harlem world
where n-gg-z get the money all day
boogie down bronx, specialize in gunplay
triboro, so thorough, always

yo, remi so crazy, rhymes be blazin’
styles just switch like hips on gay men
trips to the cayman, rich and famous
rhymes so hot my spit be flamin’
benz be rimmed up, doo be pinned up
b-tch talk slick whole crew get hemmed up
my sh-t drastic, all type of tactics
rip sh-t flip sh-t spit sh-t backwards

screw you, don’t let the pretty face fool you
i kick sh-t like kung-fu and i, jam like guns do
you got one, i want two like water, i run through
pyscho, make you wanna change your whole mic flow
floss it, givin’ b-tches lyrical abortions
stay cautioned, my first sh-t was just a lil’ portion
i come back with more sh-t, playback some raw sh-t
you can’t rock, so i’ma take your spot make you forfeit

where brooklyn at?
yo, b-k don’t play
harlem world
where n-gg-z get the money all day
boogie down bronx, specialize in gunplay
triboro, so thorough, always

- big l lyrics

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