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 cutie with tight jeans on,
that i can on,
her nice, take her out,
and spend cream on,
tv screens all over you to see one,
It all about me I'm tryna put my team on,
its good to have a crew to lean on, mics I fiend on,
you think that you do it like this? Dream on,
I'ma chrome my and ice my chain,
fly clothes and free hoes is the of fame.

L]

(verse 2)

Yo, you know the plan,
C-town thats my man,
we never bring we go shoppin when the plane lands,
still run with the clan,
used to be a fan,
everything I is name brand,
L make your dame swallow,
your ice don't 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 nothin L,
so dont L,
whats this motha rap game without L?
Yo like jewels without ice,
thats like without rice,
or the holy bible christ,
or the bulls mike,
or without pipes,
the without dykes,
and hockey without fights,
don't the mic if you unable to spit,
flamboyant is the I'm with

(chorus)

(dj lyrics)

Big L!
know the name,
hes here,
haha 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 you and your broke hoe,
you aint a big dog you like todo, you got no dough,
I smoke dro with coco,
bolo,
I pack a 4-4, row yo,
hoe low,
thats a no no so po po,
I the 7-00, and not the volvo,
C-town 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 fuck the

(verse 4)

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

(chorus x1)

L]

(verse 5)

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

(verse 6)

I be young teen with dumb cream,
I to be unheard or unseen I shine like the sun beam,
all yall niggas come clean,
before my gun scream, raps a fun thing, only roll one team,
entertainment,
thats who I with,
I pack a nine and I aim it,
I flame it,
push a 8,
got props here to kuwait,
the one yo hate,
me on Big L new tape,
they me c-town,
i snatch like a rebound,
a 3 pound,
thats my like D Brown,
I rip in large arenas,
like the in mellow lands,
got but love for all my ghetto fans,
on 139 and eyes get shut,
the is where the pies get cut,
all the guys get stuck,
try to front we gon 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,
crazy we clutch,
and we plaques to touch,
say platinum plus,
cause half of you thats rappin now is whack to us

(chorus)

You thought this was with?
this aint with.