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Tru Master (Explicit)

Big L
2011-05-314:25 minSynced lyrics

"Tru Master (Explicit)" is a song by Big L, released in 2011 in the Pop genre. The song is 4:25 long and contains 78 lines and 659 words.

Lyrics

1:20Yo while we hold gats we hold knives
1:21And when you sold 8 we sold pies
1:23You rode bikes we drove 5
1:25There's no comparison son just embarrasing
1:28I'm runnin wit some of da
1:29Baddest men in the whole New York
1:30We hold the fort while you crap cats is holdin tips
1:33Playa hatin pushin stolen whips
1:34We at da dice game rollin
1:36Trips out of town throwin bricks
1:38Takin ova cookin up coke wit baking soda
1:40I buy hot jewels and ice it down
1:43While u go to da jewelry wit
1:44Short doe tryina bring da prices down
1:46You betta spead wit them 30 dollar kicks on
1:49Or get whipped on knocked out cold and pissed on
1:51L is a heavyweighter wit steady paper
1:53You da type to go to jail for a petty caper
1:56Then come home on good behavior
1:58Talkin 'bout you no loner hard
1:59Now 'cuz you a man of god now
2:01Yo it's amazin L is blazin always been
2:04Before I put da braids in
2:06I use to let the waves spin
2:07What you be sayin don't impress me at all
2:09And them chicks you be jayin don't be sexy at all
2:12Word life everything that I recite stand out
2:14Go head and front so I can try this right hand out
2:17Across yo jaw L neva lost a war
2:20No respect for them cowards who enforce tha law
2:22You got sumthin to say then cough it out
2:24'Cuz cowards be wantin beef but when you pulled out the heat
2:27They ready to talk it out
2:28What is there to talk about you was just frontin
2:30Ain't that sumthin I should start bussin anaway
2:34And put one of you punks in da ground
2:35Ya'll cowards be killin me with
2:37Ya'll faces frown jumpin around
2:38Like u scared of L not even
2:40'Cuz I'm a thug until I stop breathin
2:42Plus I'm runnin with a smooth a** crew that'll shoot at you
2:46You wanna knuckle up whatever we can do that too
3:04Ya'll fellas like to stress them chicks impress them chicks
3:07Spend money to dress them chicks I sex them chicks
3:10Then send them home corleone is known to be stoned
3:12When I bone I rubber duck in case that chick full blown
3:15The other night around 8 pm pockets crazy is I'm
3:18Jumped out the gray bm went to the atm
3:20Took a file out later on I had to wild out
3:23In da club knock some coward and his pal out
3:25Then afterwards went to the bathroom pissed crystale out
3:28Now I'm thinkin what chick number I can dial out
3:30'Cuz it's L the harlem pimp baby for real
3:33I got more dimes then that sprint lady and thats ill
3:35Playa haters be givin me harsh looks
3:37But I'm tryina sell records like goff brooks
3:40So F 'em all when it's cold I throw the skelly on
3:43Illegal chips keep my celly
3:44On mega ice is what I'm heavy on
3:46If it ain't crystale boo I guess it's perryon
3:49If the nana's too tight I throw some jelly on
3:52Yo try to tax and watch the 9 mil burst
3:54I've been off the scene for 3 years
3:56Cats is still thirst
3:57They hear big L drop an ill verse
3:59So all you unsigned cats
4:00That wanna battle get a deal first
4:02I sport da bulletproof fitted hat
4:04That attitude you betta get rid of that
4:06Wherever you floss is where you gon get it at
4:07What I stay strapped I go to sleep wit my steel
4:10Makin figures while you broke cats keepin it real
4:12L is raps most livest cat I'm gettin stacks
4:15While u askin people do you want fries with that
4:17I rob fags in da staircase no mask bare face
4:20The one police wouldn't dare chase keep my gear laced
4:23Do I walk around without papes no way pal
4:25Word up my money loner than the OJ trial
Yo while we hold gats we hold knives
And when you sold 8 we sold pies
You rode bikes we drove 5
There's no comparison son just embarrasing
I'm runnin wit some of da
Baddest men in the whole New York
We hold the fort while you crap cats is holdin tips
Playa hatin pushin stolen whips
We at da dice game rollin
Trips out of town throwin bricks
Takin ova cookin up coke wit baking soda
I buy hot jewels and ice it down
While u go to da jewelry wit
Short doe tryina bring da prices down
You betta spead wit them 30 dollar kicks on
Or get whipped on knocked out cold and pissed on
L is a heavyweighter wit steady paper
You da type to go to jail for a petty caper
Then come home on good behavior
Talkin 'bout you no loner hard
Now 'cuz you a man of god now
Yo it's amazin L is blazin always been
Before I put da braids in
I use to let the waves spin
What you be sayin don't impress me at all
And them chicks you be jayin don't be sexy at all
Word life everything that I recite stand out
Go head and front so I can try this right hand out
Across yo jaw L neva lost a war
No respect for them cowards who enforce tha law
You got sumthin to say then cough it out
'Cuz cowards be wantin beef but when you pulled out the heat
They ready to talk it out
What is there to talk about you was just frontin
Ain't that sumthin I should start bussin anaway
And put one of you punks in da ground
Ya'll cowards be killin me with
Ya'll faces frown jumpin around
Like u scared of L not even
'Cuz I'm a thug until I stop breathin
Plus I'm runnin with a smooth a** crew that'll shoot at you
You wanna knuckle up whatever we can do that too
Ya'll fellas like to stress them chicks impress them chicks
Spend money to dress them chicks I sex them chicks
Then send them home corleone is known to be stoned
When I bone I rubber duck in case that chick full blown
The other night around 8 pm pockets crazy is I'm
Jumped out the gray bm went to the atm
Took a file out later on I had to wild out
In da club knock some coward and his pal out
Then afterwards went to the bathroom pissed crystale out
Now I'm thinkin what chick number I can dial out
'Cuz it's L the harlem pimp baby for real
I got more dimes then that sprint lady and thats ill
Playa haters be givin me harsh looks
But I'm tryina sell records like goff brooks
So F 'em all when it's cold I throw the skelly on
Illegal chips keep my celly
On mega ice is what I'm heavy on
If it ain't crystale boo I guess it's perryon
If the nana's too tight I throw some jelly on
Yo try to tax and watch the 9 mil burst
I've been off the scene for 3 years
Cats is still thirst
They hear big L drop an ill verse
So all you unsigned cats
That wanna battle get a deal first
I sport da bulletproof fitted hat
That attitude you betta get rid of that
Wherever you floss is where you gon get it at
What I stay strapped I go to sleep wit my steel
Makin figures while you broke cats keepin it real
L is raps most livest cat I'm gettin stacks
While u askin people do you want fries with that
I rob fags in da staircase no mask bare face
The one police wouldn't dare chase keep my gear laced
Do I walk around without papes no way pal
Word up my money loner than the OJ trial

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