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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Big L
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Edward Martin
Composer
Lamont Coleman
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Premier
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
One-two, y'all know, y'all know, y'all know
Check this out though
Keep it movin'
We gon' keep it movin'
Get 'em up, y'all know what time it is, get 'em up
You a true underground head, you know what this mean right here baby
This ain't motherfucking LL Cool J
Get it up
You know what this mean
It don't mean lazy motherfucker either, get it up
Aight
You ready, Prim?
It don't mean
Everybody keep your L up like that
It don't mean nothing, but one thing
[Verse 2]
Big L (Big L)
Big L (Big L)
Big L
(Big L, rest in peace)
[Verse 3]
Yeah, yeah, come on
Yes, yes, yo, come on
Come and get this, yeah
One of the best, yeah
[Verse 4]
Big L
Throw that L up in the air
We gon' have you do this shit all motherfuckin' night
So get used to it
Get used to it, this is for my man, Big L
Word 'em up
Put your L's up, put your L's up
Put your L's up, put your L's up
Big L
Call Leon
My ****, C-Town
Big brother, big league, holdin' it down
Left boy, baby
For life
Big L
For my man, Big L (Big L)
[Verse 5]
You know the game plan
C-Town, that's my main man
We never bring luggage, we go shoppin' when the plane lands
Still run with the same clan, used to be a Kane fan
Everything I rock is name brand
L will make your dame swallow
Your ice don't shine and your chain hollow
While you front in clubs for hours with the same bottle
Takin' midget sips, I run with the richest clicks
Tap the thickest chicks, plus drop the slickest hits
You know nothing about L, so don't doubt L
What's this motherfucking rap game without L?
That's like jewels without ice
That's like China without rice
Or the Holy Bible without Christ
Or the Bulls without Mike
Or crackheads without pipes
The Village without dykes
Or hockey games without fights
Don't touch the mic if you unable to spit
Flamboyant is the label I'm with, motherfucker
[Verse 6]
Big L
Call Leon
My ****, C-Town
Big brother, big league, holdin' it down
Left boy, baby
For life, for life
Written by: Chris Edward Martin, Lamont Coleman