Keep It Ghetto (Freestyle) Big L

[Intro: Big L]
Big L, Harlem's finest
Yeah, the nigga who hold it down for uptown
Who gets down for the count
To drop something

[Verse: Big L]
I keep a stash full of cash, puffing grass with a dash of some hash
Jeans be sagging off half of my ass
I keep it ghetto, still, I’m a fly fellow
I love the cuties, no matter if they dark-skin or high yellow
My iceberg sweaters and leathers are raw
I'm getting cheddar galore like never before
I can pull a dime quicker than Dillinger can pull a heist
I rock the blue face presidential for the ice
Me and my crew is sick like the flu
So what you gon' do, boo, when we come for you, huh?
It ain’t no calling time out once I climb out the garbage can
Get two nines out, and blow your spine out

[Chorus: Nas, Freeway, & 50 Cent]
How could you call yourself MC?
If you from the hood, I know you feel me
How could you call yourself MC?
I'm the underground king, and I ain't been crowned
How could you call yourself MC?
Bitches from the hood, I know you feel me
How could you call yourself MC?
I'm the underground king, and I ain't been crowned