Big L Quotes

L's the nigga that crime follows, I'm hittin fine models and stabbin' punks with broken wine bottles

I'm takin' lives for a great price, I'm the type to snap in heaven with a Mac-11 and rape Christ

Every minute my style switches up, they say a real man won't hit a girl - then I aint real 'cause I beat bitches up

Every Sun-day a nun lay from my gun spray, fuck Carlito we doin' shit the Devil's son's way

I got styles you can't copy bitch, its the triple six in the mix, straight from H-E-double hockey sticks

'Cause at nighttime niggas try to tax, they're sneakier than alley cats, that's why I carry gats

My name is L and I'm from a part of town where clowns, Get beat down and all you hear is gunshot sounds

I told him, "Give up the dough, before you get smoked! Oh you broke? ( *shots* ) Now you're dead broke"

The Big L was cold crazy, A top-notch crook snatchin' pocket books from old ladies

MCs be bragging about cash they collect, but them chumps are like Ray Charles cause they ain't seen no money yet

I pack a gat, not a slingshot; step to this and get an ass whooping like Rodney King got

L is the rebel type, I'm rough as a metal pipe, fuck a Benz 'cause I can pull skins on a pedal bike

'Cause phony faggots I froze, it's a fact, I flip fast on foes with fabulous fantastic flows