I'll have pockets fatter than your mothers dress size...
I'm from a part of town where clowns
Get beat down and all you hear is gunshot sounds.
On 139 and Lennox Ave. there's a big park,
And if you're soft, don't go through it when it gets dark,
'Cause at nighttime niggas try to tax,
They're sneakier than alley cats,
That's why I carry gats.
Yo, I'm a muthafuckin fugitive,
Buckwild and foul is the lifestyle that I choose to live,
Because to me it's all about a buck.
I used to have a partner in crime by the name of Chuck.
We stormed the city, shootin shit up like Frank Nitti.
We robbed kids and split the dough 50/50.
One day we stuck a dice game on the ave. and split the cash,
Then I murdered his ass and took his half.
Because I'm all about ends and skins,
When you got dough, you don't need no muthafuckin friends.
If I catch you on a late night, Black, you're gettin stuck, Jack.
My moms told me to get a job, fuck that.
Aiyo, picture me gettin a job,
Takin orders from Bob, sellin' corn on the cob.
Yo, how the hell I'ma make ends meet
Makin about 120 dollars a week?
Man, I rather do another hit.
I want clean clothes, mean hoes, and all that other shit.
Yo, I admit, I'm a sucker,
A low down, dirty, sneaky, double-crossin' connivin' mothafucka'.
Breakin in cribs with a chrome bar,
I wasn't 'poor', I was po', I couldn't afford the 'o-r'.
I used to wait until it gets dark
And tell a nigga to strip, I wanna see some birthmarks.
Like a ninja, dressed in black with a ski mask
I take all the funds, then I run down the street fast.
I vicked this nigga named Eugene,
Took his brand new ring
'Cause stickin up's a everyday routine.
Once I was cruisin' in a beat-up ride,
Saw this nigga named Clyde
And snuck up on him from the blind side,
I told him, "Give up the dough, before you get smoked.
Oh you're broke? (Gunshots) Now, you're dead broke"
The Big L was cold crazy,
A top-notch crook, snatchin pocket books from old ladies.
I don't care, I'll do anything to get a buck,
Even rob a Miller truck, 'cause I don't give a fuck.
Some say I'm ruthless, some say I'm grim,
Once a brother done broke into my house and I robbed him.
Plenty and many brains I bust,
'Cause I was livin the lifestyle of the poor and dangerous.
Get beat down and all you hear is gunshot sounds.
On 139 and Lennox Ave. there's a big park,
And if you're soft, don't go through it when it gets dark,
'Cause at nighttime niggas try to tax,
They're sneakier than alley cats,
That's why I carry gats.
Yo, I'm a muthafuckin fugitive,
Buckwild and foul is the lifestyle that I choose to live,
Because to me it's all about a buck.
I used to have a partner in crime by the name of Chuck.
We stormed the city, shootin shit up like Frank Nitti.
We robbed kids and split the dough 50/50.
One day we stuck a dice game on the ave. and split the cash,
Then I murdered his ass and took his half.
Because I'm all about ends and skins,
When you got dough, you don't need no muthafuckin friends.
If I catch you on a late night, Black, you're gettin stuck, Jack.
My moms told me to get a job, fuck that.
Aiyo, picture me gettin a job,
Takin orders from Bob, sellin' corn on the cob.
Yo, how the hell I'ma make ends meet
Makin about 120 dollars a week?
Man, I rather do another hit.
I want clean clothes, mean hoes, and all that other shit.
Yo, I admit, I'm a sucker,
A low down, dirty, sneaky, double-crossin' connivin' mothafucka'.
Breakin in cribs with a chrome bar,
I wasn't 'poor', I was po', I couldn't afford the 'o-r'.
I used to wait until it gets dark
And tell a nigga to strip, I wanna see some birthmarks.
Like a ninja, dressed in black with a ski mask
I take all the funds, then I run down the street fast.
I vicked this nigga named Eugene,
Took his brand new ring
'Cause stickin up's a everyday routine.
Once I was cruisin' in a beat-up ride,
Saw this nigga named Clyde
And snuck up on him from the blind side,
I told him, "Give up the dough, before you get smoked.
Oh you're broke? (Gunshots) Now, you're dead broke"
The Big L was cold crazy,
A top-notch crook, snatchin pocket books from old ladies.
I don't care, I'll do anything to get a buck,
Even rob a Miller truck, 'cause I don't give a fuck.
Some say I'm ruthless, some say I'm grim,
Once a brother done broke into my house and I robbed him.
Plenty and many brains I bust,
'Cause I was livin the lifestyle of the poor and dangerous.