Double Up / Right to the Top Big L (Ft. Kool G Rap & Royal Flush)

[Verse 1: Royal Flush]
Everybody stand up
Flush is the man so let the grams cut
One shot in ya butt, my guns never tucked
Don't want a slut, finessed by the art of the cut
Like Harlem World i'm doublin' up
Feds wanna challenge us
Off balance with silencers, locked up for calenders
Made men reversed my life, started again
Gone in the wind, respect niggas rhyming ten
Stuck on the grind, with two nines hugging ya spine
Addicted to crime, new car sitting on two dimes
With two dime, New York niggas, we love shine
Whether it's yours or mine by the night yours is mine
That's shilling week anyway, fuck it, it's more shine
I'm 24, your part time you ain't killing niggas
Walking round and grilling niggas
Acting like we ain't feeling niggas
Pop bottle, roll with gorillas and breed drug dealers
North, South, East to West ya'll gonna feel us

[Chorus]
Word, we getting it, y’all
Hustle up, double up
Ghetto Star shit, get that cheddar large
Pedal Hard, and get it, paw
Sky's the limit, die for this shit
Living that, Right to the top baby!