’98 freestyle part 2 lyrics – big l

aight, let me kick some more sh*t, one more time
(bobbito: yeah-yeah… spit, some more)
aight, check it out, yeah, check it out (bobbito: big l)
yeah, check it out, yeah, check it out (bobbito: yeah)
uhh, check it out, aight, check it out (bobbito: woo– woooo!)

aight, we gone hit it like this, check it out

yo check it, yo my sh*t is hot like jerk chicken, i should rob you
but with that cheap sh*t, you ain’t worth stickin’
i’ve got a left hook, that be leavin’ guys knocked out
keep frontin’, and i’m a choke you till your eyes pop out
i was taught that if a n*gg* swing, swing right back
battle corleone, why do a stupid that like that?
yo, i’m not in the mood, son, so don’t push me tonight
plus i f*cked your little sister and that p*ssy was right
that p*ssy was tight, grippin’ my d*ck like a pair of pliers
you f*ckin’ snitch, right now you prolly wearin’ wires
it’s not a joke, so as soon as he laugh
i’m a strip him naked and stick a long broom in his *ss (bobbito: ouch)
(stretch: oh, word)
leave him heart-broken, make him quit rap and start smokin’
my alb*m is done, so no it ain’t no parts open
i’m not a sweet stud, i’m a street thug
that’s quick to beat a n*gg* like a cheap rug, till he leak blood
you sure soft, watched you fall off, might slide your wh*r* off
then call all off, and tear your jaw off
my life is far out, i got star clout
every week bring a different car out, go to clubs and buy the bar out
you ain’t a player, put that cigar out
take that suit off, before i shoot off, and tear your roof off
leave your clothes bl**dy-red like the nose of rudolph
i rocked many stages and never got booed off
i might let this gat burst, put you in a big black he*rs*
for that wack verse, should have tried these other cats first
cause none of y’all n*gg*s can f*ck with me
and if your man wanna join, i got mcgruff with me
we puff much izzy
i do sh*t that only tough men do
and them cats you with f*ck them too, i’ll buck them too
be careful what you rush into, you lame-*ss n*gg*
no dough, always on the train-*ss n*gg*
c*n*l street, 10-karat-chain-*ss n*gg*
you got f*cked upstate, you cupcake
how many d*cks can your b*tt take?
i ran through every b*tch in my path
i was f*ckin’ chicks in the *ss when i was six-and-a-half {*laughing*}
yo, i’m a take you out your misery (stretch: yeah right!)
and after this, n*gg*, put you in the social study book ’cause you’re history


(bobbito: yo, i’m gonna give you my math)
(bobbito: i’m gonna give you my math) {*laughing*}
(stretch: aight)
(bobbito: yo, i’m gonna give you my history)
(stretch: that’s one i’m not gonna play for my mom)
(bobbito: yeah)
(stretch: ‘anthony, i haven’t heard the show in so long.
give me tape…’ not this one.)

/ big l lyrics