Lifestylez ov da Poor & Dangerous Big L

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[Intro]
Everybody everywhere is scratching for what they can get
Did you think anybody in this town is any different?
They don't give a damn who gets killed
Just as long as the dice keep rollin'
The hoes keep hoein' and the money keeps flowin'
[Verse]
My name is L, and I'm from a part of town where clowns
Get beat down and all you hear is gunshot sounds
On 139 and Lenox Ave there's a big park
And if you're soft, don't go through it when it gets dark
'Cause at nighttime niggas try to tax
They're sneakier than alley cats, that's why I carry gats
Yo, I'm a motherfuckin' fugitive
Buckwild and foul is the lifestyle that I choose to live
Because to me it's all about a buck
I used to have a partner in crime by the name of Chuck
We stormed the city, shootin' shit up like Frank Nitti
We robbed kids and split the dough 50/50
One day we stuck a dice game on the ave and split the cash
Then I murdered his ass and took his half
Because I'm all about ends and skins
When you got those, you don't need no motherfuckin' friends
If I catch you on a late night, black, you're gettin' stuck, jack
My moms told me to get a job, fuck that
Ayo, picture me gettin' a job
Takin' orders from Bob, sellin' corn on the cob
Yo, how the hell I'ma make ends meet
Makin' about 120 dollars a week?
Man, I'd rather do another hit
I want clean clothes, mean hoes and all that other shit
Yo, I admit, I'm a sucker
A low down, dirty, sneaky, double-crossin', connivin' motherfucker
Breakin' in cribs with a crowbar
I wasn't poor, I was po', I couldn't afford the O-R
I used to wait until it gets dark
And tell a nigga to strip, I wanna see some birthmarks
Like a ninja, dressed in black with a ski mask
I take all the funds, then I run down the street fast
I vicked this nigga named Eugene
Took his brand new ring 'cause sticking up's an everyday routine
Once I was cruising in a beat-up ride
Saw this nigga named Clyde
And snuck up on him from the blind side
I told him, "Give up the dough, before you get smoked
Oh you're broke? *gunshots* Now you're dead broke"
The Big L was cold crazy
A top-notch crook snatching pocketbooks from old ladies
I don't care, I'll do anything to get a buck
Even rob a Miller truck, 'cause I don't give a fuck
Some say I'm ruthless, some say I'm grim
Once a burglar broke into my house and I robbed him
Plenty and many brains I bust
'Cause I was livin' the life style of the poor and dangerous