Lifestylez Ov Da Poor & Dangerous
演唱：Big LLifestylez Ov Da Poor & Dangerous (Explicit) - Big L
Everybody everywhere is scratching for what they can get
Did you think anybody in this town is any different
They don't give a d**n who gets killed
Just as long as the dice keep rollin'
The hoes keep hoein
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 Lennox Ave there's a big park
And if you're soft don't go through it when it gets dark
'Cause at night time n***as 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 shootin' s**t up like Frank Nitty
We robbed kids and split the dough 5050
One day we stuck a dice game
On the ave and split the cash
Then I murdered his a*s and took his half
Because I'm all about ends and skins
When you got dough you don't need no muthaf**kin' friends
If I catch you on a late night black
You're gettin' stuck Jack
My moms told me to get a job f**k 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 s**t
Yo I admit I'm a sucker
A low down dirty sneaky double crossin' canivin muthaf**ka
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 n***a 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 n***a named Eugene
Took his brand new ring
'Cause stickin' up's a everyday routine
Once I was crusin in a beat-up ride
Saw this n***a 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 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 f**k
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
Word
All of us from Harlem
139
That's livin' the lifestyle of the poor dangerous
You know I'm saying
This goes out
To my brothers
Big Lee and Don Ice
Reggie reg TC 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 troop
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**kin' child
Word to mother
F**k all that stupid s**t
Controversial not commercial n***a
Everybody everywhere is scratching for what they can get
Did you think anybody in this town is any different
They don't give a d**n who gets killed
Just as long as the dice keep rollin'
The hoes keep hoein
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 Lennox Ave there's a big park
And if you're soft don't go through it when it gets dark
'Cause at night time n***as 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 shootin' s**t up like Frank Nitty
We robbed kids and split the dough 5050
One day we stuck a dice game
On the ave and split the cash
Then I murdered his a*s and took his half
Because I'm all about ends and skins
When you got dough you don't need no muthaf**kin' friends
If I catch you on a late night black
You're gettin' stuck Jack
My moms told me to get a job f**k 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 s**t
Yo I admit I'm a sucker
A low down dirty sneaky double crossin' canivin muthaf**ka
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 n***a 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 n***a named Eugene
Took his brand new ring
'Cause stickin' up's a everyday routine
Once I was crusin in a beat-up ride
Saw this n***a 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 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 f**k
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
Word
All of us from Harlem
139
That's livin' the lifestyle of the poor dangerous
You know I'm saying
This goes out
To my brothers
Big Lee and Don Ice
Reggie reg TC 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 troop
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**kin' child
Word to mother
F**k all that stupid s**t
Controversial not commercial n***a