Lyrics 98 Freestyle - Big L
Fuck
all
the
glamours
and
glitz,
I
plan
to
get
rich
I′m
from
New
York
and
never
was
a
fan
of
the
Knicks
And
I'm
all
about
expanding
my
chips
You
mad
cause
I
was
in
the
van
with
your
bitch
With
both
hands
on
her
tits
Corleone
hold
the
throne,
that
you
know
in
your
heart
I
got
style
plus
the
way
that
I
be
flowing
is
sharp
A
while
back
I
used
to
hustle,
selling
blow
in
the
park
Counting
g
stacks
and
rocking
ice
that
glow
in
the
dark
Forever
hottie
hunting,
trigger
temper
I′m
quick
to
body
something
You
looking
at
me
like
I'm
probably
fronting
I
fuck
around
and
throw
three
in
your
chest
and
flee
to
my
rest
I'm
older
and
smarter
this
is
me
at
my
best
I
stopped
hanging
around
y′all
cause
niggas
like
you
Be
praying
on
my
downfall,
hoping
I
flop
Hoping
I
stop,
you
probably
even
hope
I
get
locked
Or
be
on
the
street
corner
with
a
pipe
smoking
the
rock
I
got
more
riches
than
you,
fuck
more
bitches
than
you
Only
thing
I
haven′t
got
is
more
stitches
than
you
Fucking
punk,
you
ain't
a
leader
what,
nobody
followed
you
You
was
never
shit,
your
mother
should
have
swallowed
you
You
on
some
tag-along
flunky
yes
man
shit
Do
me
a
favor;
please
get
off
the
next
man
dick
And
if
you
think
I
can′t
fuck
with
whoever,
put
your
money
up
Put
your
jewels
up,
no
fuck
it
put
your
honey
up
Put
your
raggedy
house
up
nigga
or
shut
your
mouth
up
Before
I
buck
lead
and
make
a
lot
of
blood
shed
Turn
your
tux
red,
I'm
far
from
broke,
got
enough
bread
And
mad
hoes,
ask
Beavis
I
get
nothing
Butthead
My
game
is
vicious
and
cruel
Fucking
chicks
is
a
rule
If
my
girl
think
I′m
loyal
then
that
bitch
is
a
fool
How
come
you
can
listen
to
my
first
album
And
tell
where
a
lot
of
niggas
got
they
whole
style
from?
So
what
you
acting
for?
You
ain't
half
as
raw,
you
need
to
practice
more
Somebody
tell
this
nigga
something,
before
I
crack
his
jaw
You
running
with
boys,
I′m
running
with
men
I'm
a
be
ripping
the
mics
until
I'm
a
hundred
and
ten
Have
y′all
niggas
like
"damn
it
this
nigga
done
done
it
again"
I
throw
slugs
at
idiots,
no
love
for
city
cops
I
sport
a
pretty
watch,
eight-hundred
and
fifty
rocks
I′m
making
wonderful
figures
I
don't
fuck
with
none
of
you
niggas
I
might
pull
out
this
gun
on
your
niggas
And
rob
every
last
one
of
you
niggas
1 Flamboyant
2 Games
3 The Enemy
4 Deadly Combination
5 Fall Back
6 Platinum Plus
7 The Big Picture (Intro)
8 Ebonics
9 Size 'Em Up
10 Deadly Combination
11 98 Freestyle
12 Holdin' It Down
13 The Heist
14 Fall Back
15 Casualties of a Dice Game
16 Platinum Plus
17 Who You Slidin' Wit'
18 The Enemy
19 Games
20 The Heist Revisited
21 The Triboro
22 The Triboro
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