Lifestylez Ov Da Poor & Dangerous (Explicit)
Big L"Lifestylez Ov Da Poor & Dangerous (Explicit)" é uma música de Big L, 1995, Pop. A música tem 3:14 de duração, 125 lines / 595 words.
Letra
0:00(Everybody everywhere is scratching
0:02for what they can get
0:03Did you think anybody
0:04in this town is any different?
0:06They don't give a damn
0:07who gets killed
0:08Just as long as "the dice keep rollin
0:11The hoes keep hoeing
0:12and the money keeps flowin")
0:15My name is L, and I'm from a part
0:16of town where clowns
0:18Get beat down and all you hear
0:19is gunshot sounds
0:20On 139 and Lenox Ave.
0:22there's a big park
0:23And if you're soft,
0:24don't go through it when it gets dark
0:26Cause at nighttime niggas try to tax
0:28They're sneakier than alley cats
0:30That's why I carry gats
0:32Yo, I'm a muthaf**kin' fugitive
0:33Buckwild and foul is the lifestyle
0:36that I choose to live
0:37Because to me it's all about a buck
0:39I used to have a partner
0:41in crime by the name of Chuck
0:43We stormed the city
0:44shooting shit up like Frank Nitti
0:46We robbed kids
0:47and split the dough 50/50
0:48One day we stuck
0:49a dice game on the ave.
0:51and split the cash
0:52Then I murdered his ass
0:53and took his half
0:54Because I'm all about ends
0:56and skins
0:56When you got those
0:57you don't need
0:58no muthaf**kin friends
0:59If I catch you on a late night, black
1:01you're getting stuck, jack
1:03My moms told me to get a job
1:05f**k that
1:05Aiyo, picture me getting a job
1:08Taking orders from Bob
1:09selling corn on the cob
1:11Yo, how the hell
1:12I'mma make ends meet
1:13Making about 120 dollars a week
1:17Man, I rather do another hit
1:19I want clean clothes
1:20mean hoes and all that other shit
1:22Yo, I admit, I'm a sucker
1:24A low down, dirty, sneaky
1:26double-crossin
1:26connivin' muthaf**ka
1:28Breaking in cribs with a crowbar
1:30I wasn't poor
1:31I was po' - I couldn't afford the 'o-r'
1:34I used to wait until it gets dark
1:36And tell a nigga to strip
1:37I wanna see some birthmarks
1:39Like a ninja, dressed
1:40in black with a ski mask
1:42I take all the funds
1:43then I run down the street fast
1:45I vicked this nigga named Eugene
1:47took his brand new ring
1:48Cause sticking up's
1:49an everyday routine
1:50Once I was crusing in a beat-up ride
1:53Saw this nigga named Clyde
1:54And snuck up on him
1:55from the blind side
1:56I told him, "give up the dough
1:58before you get smoked
1:59Oh you're broke
2:01now you're dead broke"
2:02The Big L was cold crazy
2:04A top-notch crook snatching
2:06pocketbooks from old ladies
2:07I don't care
2:08I'll do anything to get a buck
2:10Even rob a Miller truck
2:12cause I don't give a f**k
2:13Some say I'm ruthless
2:14some say I'm grim
2:16Once a burglar broke
2:17into my house and I robbed him
2:19Plenty and many brains I bust
2:21Cause I was livin' the lifestyle
2:22of the poor and dangerous
2:25Word
2:26All of us from Harlem
2:27139
2:29That's living the lifestyle
2:29of the poor and dangerous
2:31KnawhatImsayin?
2:32This goes out
2:33To my brothers
2:34Big Lee and Don Ice
2:36Reggie Reg, T.C., Todd
2:38Lou, Black Tone
2:40Whitey, Ty Speeder
2:41Ru Dog, Herb McGruff
2:43E-Jet, G Love, Doc Ring
2:46Slice and Rich Dice
2:47I can't forget the 1-4-0
2:50Lennox Ave, crew
2:51And I gotta say rest in peace
2:53to Mate the Skate, Dog
2:56And my man Kerry, peace
2:58(Now what kinda life
2:59is that for a child
3:01Now what kinda life
3:02is that for a child
3:04Now what kinda life
3:05is that for a child
3:06Now what kinda life
3:07is that for a f**king child
3:10Word to mother
3:11f**k all that stupid shit
3:13Controversial
3:14not commercial, nigga)
(Everybody everywhere is scratching for what they can get Did you think anybody in this town is any different? They don't give a damn who gets killed Just as long as "the dice keep rollin The hoes keep hoeing and the money keeps flowin") My name is L, and I'm from a part of town where clowns Get beat down and all you hear is gunshot sounds On 139 and Lenox 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 muthaf**kin' 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 shooting 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 those you don't need no muthaf**kin friends If I catch you on a late night, black you're getting stuck, jack My moms told me to get a job f**k that Aiyo, picture me getting a job Taking orders from Bob selling corn on the cob Yo, how the hell I'mma make ends meet Making 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' muthaf**ka Breaking in cribs with a crowbar 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 sticking up's an everyday routine Once I was crusing 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 now you're dead broke" The Big L was cold crazy A top-notch crook snatching pocketbooks 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 f**k Some say I'm ruthless some say I'm grim Once a burglar 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 Word All of us from Harlem 139 That's living the lifestyle of the poor and dangerous KnawhatImsayin? This goes out To my brothers Big Lee and Don Ice Reggie Reg, T.C., Todd Lou, Black Tone Whitey, Ty Speeder Ru Dog, Herb McGruff E-Jet, G Love, Doc Ring Slice and Rich Dice I can't forget the 1-4-0 Lennox Ave, crew And I gotta say rest in peace to Mate the Skate, Dog And my man Kerry, peace (Now what kinda life is that for a child Now what kinda life is that for a child Now what kinda life is that for a child Now what kinda life is that for a f**king child Word to mother f**k all that stupid shit Controversial not commercial, nigga)
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