[Big L]
Aiyyoyou betta flee Hobbesor get your head flown three blocks
L keep rapper s hearts pumpin like Reeboks
And every year I gain clout and my name sprouts
Some brothers d still be large if the crack never came out
I got the wild stylealways been a foul child
My guns go poom-poomand yo guns go pow-pow
I m known to have a hottie openI keep the shottie smokin
Front and get half the bones in your body broken
And when it comes to gettin nookie I m not a rookie
I got girls that make that chick Toni Braxton look like Whoopie
I run with sturdy clicks I m never hittin dirty chicks
Got thirty-five bodiesbuddy don t make it thirty-six
Step to this you re good as goneword is bond
I leave mics torn when I put it on

[Kid Capri]
So put it on Big Lput it on
C mon put it onnnand onnnand onnn
C mon put it on Big Lput it on
C mon put it on represent put it onC MON!

[Big L]
Nobody can take nuttin from Big L but a loss chief
The last punk who fronted got a mouth full of false teeth
I m known to gas a hottie and blast the shottie
Got more cash than Gotti (you don t know?) you betta ask somebody
Big L is a crazy brotherand I m a lady lover
A smooth kid that ll run up in your baby mother
I push a slick BenzI m known to hit skinz
and get endz and commit sins with sick friends
Cause I m a money getteralso a honey hitter
You think you nice as me? Ha hayouse a funny nigga
I flowsso one of my shoeswouldn t be clever to miss
I m leavin competitors pissed
To tell you the truthit gets no better than this
I m catchin wreck to the break of dawn
And it s onyo it s a must that I put it on

[Kid Capri]
Yeahso put it on Big Lput it on
C mon put it onbig fella put it on and on
Put it on Big Lput it on represent
Put it onc mon put it on..

[* unknown patois chatta - best guess *]
Some boys see me gun nozzle and take a we fi joke
Boy you gwan dead before you see me gun smoke
See me gun nozzle and take me fi joke
You gwan deadfrom army you provoked

[Big L]
I drink Moet not Beck s beerI stay dressed in slick gear
Peace to my homies in the gangsta leanI see you when I get there
And it s a fact I keep a gat in my arm reach
I charm freaks and bomb geeks from here to Palm Beach
I m puttin rappers in the wheelchairBig L is the villain
you still fearcause I be hangin it hard and my shit is for real here
If you battle L you picked the wrong head
I smash mics like cornbreadyou can t kill me I was born dead
And I m known to pull steel trigs and kill pigs
I run with ill kids and real nigs who peel wigs
My rap s steady slamminI keep a heavy cannon
It s a new sherriff in townand it ain t Reggie Hammond
Peace to my peoplesthe Children of the Corn
Cause we put it onadiosghost I m gone

[Kid Capri]
So put it on Big Lput it on
C mon put it onbig fella put it on and on
Big Lyou gotta put it on and on
Put it on Big Lput it on and on
Word upknahmsayin?
My man Big Lrunnin things for the nine-four
and nine-oh-Syou know what I mean?
It s the Kid Capriin full flair
And we gon put it on a little somethin like this
Big Lc mon

[Big L] [Kid Capri]
Lord Finesse He be puttin it on
My man Buckwild He be puttin it on and on
My man Fat Joe He be puttin it on
Showbiz and A.G. Yeah they be puttin it on and on
I can t forget Diamond D He be puttin it on
The whole D.I.T.C. Yeah they be puttin it on and on
And of course Kid Capri Yeah I be puttin it on
The whole N.Y.C. Yeah we be puttin it on and on
And I m out *echoes*

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