Luyện nghe bài hát Still Here

(verse 1)

I be at Harlem world pleaser,
you might find me on 139 sippin a breezer,
where I rest at,
killin tracks is what i'm best at, jealousy I expect that, I stress that,
I want a with some tight jeans on,
that i can on,
her nice, take her out,
and spend some on,
tv screens all you best to see one,
It ain't all about me I'm tryna put my on,
Cause its good to have a crew to lean on, mics I on,
you think you could do it like this? Dream on,
I'ma my rims and ice my chain,
fly clothes and free is the price of fame.

L]

(verse 2)

Yo, you the game plan,
thats my main man,
we never bring luggage we go shoppin when the lands,
run with the same clan,
used to be a fan,
I rock is name brand,
L will make dame swallow,
your ice don't and your chain hallow,
Why you in clubs for hours with the same bottle,
takin sips, I run with the richest clicks,
tap the chics,
plus the slickest hits,
you know nothin L,
so dont L,
whats motha fuckin rap game without L?
Yo thats jewels without ice,
like china without rice,
or the bible without christ,
or the bulls mike,
or without pipes,
the without dykes,
and games without fights,
touch the mic if you unable to spit,
flamboyant is the label I'm

(chorus)

(dj lyrics)

Big L!
Ya'll the name,
hes here,
yous a funny nigga,
blazin, yea ya'll, blazin, ya ya'll,

Big L!
Ya'll know the name, hes here,
my Big L,
Yea

L]

(verse 3)

I'm loco,
to hell with you and your hoe,
you aint a big dog you more todo, you got no dough,
I dro mixed with coco,
bolo,
I a 4-4, platinum row yo,
hoe low,
thats a no no so po po,
I the 7-00, and not the volvo,
push the 6-00,
I'm wit a or im dolo,
chips here to acapoco,
ya'll buck for lead,
I for heads,
I'll even celebs,
nigga the feds

(verse 4)

I sweatin out a bitch perm,
i love it when a girl ass is fat and her firm,
I take all the my chics earn,
i corleone do it now its chris turn, a hoodlum like fishburne,
act get smacked silly with the mac milly,
you see me on MTV and rapcity,
keep frontin, Ima out,
mask on with the out,
squeeze shots and you check out

(chorus x1)

L]

(verse 5)

My underground yall can shine with me,
got my own now so yall can sign with me,
Yall can take it from the bottom and climb me,
fine with me,
thats how it was to be

(verse 6)

I be that teen with dumb cream,
I refuse to be unheard or I shine like the sun beam,
all niggas better come clean,
before my gun scream, raps a fun thing, roll with one team,
entertainment,
who I came with,
I a nine and once I aim it,
I gotta it,
a blue 8,
got props from to kuwait,
the one yo hate,
me on Big L new tape,
they me c-town,
i mics like a rebound,
a 3 pound,
thats my like D Brown,
I rip shows in arenas,
like the garden in lands,
got nothin but love for all my fans,
on 139 and eyes get shut,
the dangerzone is the pies get cut,
all the guys get stuck,
try to front we gon you up,
like corleone'll grab the and throw five in yo gut

L & C-Town]

Aiyyo we bust,
we crush,
only hot we lust,
stacks we clutch,
and we plaques to touch,
say platinum plus,
cause half of you niggas rappin now is whack to us

(chorus)

You thought was over with?
this over with.