Grants Tomb '97 (JazzMobile) (Explicit)

Grants Tomb '97 (JazzMobile) (Explicit) - Big L/Joey Bada$$/BVNGS

Composed by：L. Coleman/J. Scott/L. Powell/R. G/N. Pintong/C. Keys/N. Cornicello/T. Ngueyen

Produced by：Napes/Chris Keys/Nicky Cornicello/ProdbyTY

Yes indeed it's the mix king Ron G

Livin' large with Uptown 155

Wanna give a big-big shout out goes out to the whole 139th Street

This that new Big L Check it out

I keep a stash full of cash puffin' grass with a dash of some hash

Jeans be saggin' off half of my ass

I keep it ghetto still I'm a fly fellow

I love the cuties no matter if they darkskin or high yellow

My iceberg sweaters and leathers are raw

I'm gettin' cheddar galore like never before

I could pull a dime quicker than Dillinger could pull a heist

I rock the blue face presidential full of ice

Me and my crew is sick like the flu

So what you gon' do boo when we come for you huh?

It ain't no callin' timeout

Once I climb out the garbage can with two 9s out

And blow your spine out

Already know how our business go

Everybody knows where we come from

Niggas never go

Gotta get back on road again

Yellin' and workin' honin' in

Since the beginnin' Uptown be spinnin'

Thinkin' you could fuck with my swing

I'm from the city where the gritty resides

A menacin' sinister vibe once the villain arise

Nobody slides everybody dies no regards for innocent lives

Kiss 'em goodbye fuck your top five I'm rappin' like

It's my last minutes alive I got a different appetite

You niggas really deprived at least nobody's actin' like

I ain't really that guy somebody lyin'

I'll diminish this pride I'm from the tribe of the rap gods

Ear to the throne Joey is home and I ain't ever need a

Cosign neither I got here on my owns

So take that bass out your voice home lower your tone

Callin' all you phonies out and it ain't over the phone

Click clack glaow how you like me now?

I been the golden child all of a sudden they in denial

I'm cut from a different textile that Smith & Wesson will protect style

And if you keep pullin' my card that'll get you decked out

Already know how our business go

Everybody knows where we come from

Niggas never go

Gotta get back on road again

Yellin' and workin' honin' in

Since the beginnin' Uptown be spinnin'

Thinkin' you could fuck with my swing Ayo

Word up man

Nowadays these cats don't be representin' the microphone like they supposed to

Straight like that

Word up so we gotta take it back

Only real niggas with skills should get deals word up Right fact

One love to the whole Harlem Clique

Herb McGruff Mase Murda C.O.C.

Killa Cam Bloodshed you know how we do

Big-big shout out goes out to the whole 139th Street

Big Tom the Danger Zone

Little Lee the whole NFL crew

E-Jordan Big Lee Reg Big L

Wanna give a big-big shout out to the same gang crew

The best style alright now

That's how we get to it