ฟังเพลงLifestylez Ov Da Poor & Dangerous (Explicit)

Song: Lifestylez Ov Da Poor & Dangerous

Artist: 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 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)