Luyện nghe bài hát Put It On

Aiyyo, you betta flee hobbes, or get your head flown three
L keep rapper's pumpin' like Reeboks
And every year I gain and my name sprouts
Some brothers'd still be large if the crack never out
I got the wild style, always a foul child
My guns go poom-poom, and yo' go pow-pow
I'm known to have a open, I keep the shottie smokin'
Front and get half the bones in body broken
And when it comes to gettin' I'm not a rookie
I got girls that make that chick Toni Braxton like whoopie
I run sturdy clicks I'm never hittin' dirty chicks
Got bodies, buddy don't make it thirty-six
Step to this you're good as gone, is bond
I leave torn when I put it on

So put it on Big L, put it on
put it on, and on, and onnn
put it on Big L, put it on
C'mon put it on put it on, c'mon!

Nobody can nuttin' from Big L but a loss chief
The punk who fronted got a mouth full of false teeth
I'm known to gas a hottie and the shottie
Got cash than Gotti (you don't know? ) you betta ask somebody
Big L is a crazy brother, and I'm a lady
A smooth kid run up in your baby mother
I a slick Benz, I'm known to hit skinz
And get endz and commit sins sick friends
'Cause I'm a money getter, a honey hitter
You think you as me? ha ha, youse a funny nigga
I flows, so one of my shoes, wouldn't be clever to
I'm leavin' competitors
To tell you the truth, it gets no better this
I'm catchin' wreck to the break of
And on, yo it's a must that I put it on

Yeah, so put it on Big L, put it on
put it on, big fella put it on and on
Put it on Big L, put it on
Put it on, put it on..

Some boys see me gun and take a we fi joke
Boy you gwan before you see me gun smoke
See me gun nozzle and me fi joke
You gwan dead, army you provoked

I drink moet not beck's beer, I stay in slick gear
Peace to my homies in the gangsta lean, I see you when I get
And a fact I keep a gat in my arm reach
I charm freaks and bomb geeks from here to beach
I'm puttin' in the wheelchair, Big L is the villain
You still fear, cause I be hangin' it and my shit is for real here
If you battle l you picked the head
I smash mics like cornbread, you can't kill me I was dead
And I'm known to pull steel and kill pigs
I run I'll kids and real nigs who peel wigs
My rap's steady slammin', I keep a cannon
It's a new sheriff in town, and it Reggie Hammond
Peace to my peoples, the of the corn
we put it on, adios, ghost I'm gone

So put it on Big L, put it on
C'mon put it on, big put it on and on
Big L, you put it on and on
Put it on Big L, put it on and on
up, knahmsayin?
My man Big L, runnin things for the
And nine-oh-s, you what I mean?
the Kid Capri, in full flair
And we gon' put it on a little somethin' this
Big L,

Lord he be puttin' it on
My man buckwild he be it on and on
My man Fat Joe he be it on
Showbiz and A.G. yeah be puttin' it on and on
I forget diamond he be puttin' it on
The whole d.i.t.c.yeah they be it on and on
And of Kid Capri yeah I be puttin' it on
The whole N.Y.C.yeah we be it on and on
And I'm out