Luyện nghe bài hát Still Here

(verse 1)

I be at Harlem world pleaser,
you might me on 139 sippin a bacardi breezer,
That's where I at,
killin tracks is what i'm best at, jealousy I expect that, I don't that,
I want a cutie with some tight on,
that i can on,
treat her nice, her out,
and some cream on,
tv screens all you best to see one,
It ain't all about me I'm put my team on,
Cause its good to have a crew to on, mics I fiend on,
you think that you do it like this? Dream on,
I'ma my rims and ice my chain,
fly clothes and hoes is the price of fame.

L]

(verse 2)

Yo, you the game plan,
C-town my main man,
we never bring luggage we go when the plane lands,
still run with the clan,
to be a caine fan,
everything I rock is brand,
L will your dame swallow,
ice don't shine and your chain hallow,
Why you in clubs for hours with the same bottle,
takin midget sips, I run with the clicks,
tap the chics,
drop the slickest hits,
you know about L,
so doubt L,
whats this motha fuckin rap without L?
Yo thats like jewels ice,
like china without rice,
or the holy without christ,
or the without mike,
or crackheads pipes,
the village dykes,
and games without fights,
don't 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 with you and your broke hoe,
you a big dog you more like todo, you got no dough,
I smoke dro 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 buck celebs,
fuck 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 chips my earn,
i watched corleone do it now its chris turn, a hoodlum fishburne,
act illy get silly with the mac milly,
you see me on MTV and rapcity,
frontin, Ima step out,
mask on with the out,
squeeze shots and make you out

(chorus x1)

L]

(verse 5)

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

(verse 6)

I be young 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, only with one team,
entertainment,
thats who I with,
I pack a and once I aim it,
I flame it,
a blue 8,
got props here 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 in large arenas,
the garden in mellow lands,
got nothin but love for all my fans,
on 139 and eyes get shut,
the dangerzone is where the get cut,
where all the get stuck,
try to we gon size you up,
like corleone'll grab the chrome and throw in yo gut

L & C-Town]

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

(chorus)

You thought this was with?
this over with.