[Intro: Big L]   Check it out now   Big L, Corleone   Flamboyant Entertainment   One love to my big brother Big Lee, holdin it down from the inside right now   When you come home it's on   Herb McGruff, Universal, Harlem World shit   139 & Lennox shit, "Danger Zone" shit   Check it out      [Verse 1: Big L]   I be twistin' bitches alot, have 'em sit on this cock   I wasn't prepared for this I wrote my shit on the spot   I be droppin' like early August late July   With tracks that will make you cry, hate you die   Stop frontin' you got no dough   Mighta had but not no mo', you mad 'cause I knocked yo' hoe   While cops watch me, I got cats that watch po po   My block loco, don't need a crew I rock solo   On wit my nigga Gruff, these faggot niggaz ain't as rich as us   I need chicks to lust, smoke my weed mixed with dust   Go ahead and let your crew soup you up   And the ambulance gon' have to come and scoop you up   Fuck what my last sold, my new shit is goin' past gold   And if you don't agree you's a asshole   Mark my word, you gon' make pump the berg   And spark this herb, 'till homicide chalk the curb, you heard   I never hesitate to buck my gun   Harlem World, y'all know where the fuck I'm from