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[A.G.] We here, I'm here. Big L here. I'm here. We representin DITC. So you know we gotta come take it on some DITC shit. [Big L] Hey hold up, hold up, hold up [A.G.] The crew aint here but we always represent for the crew [Big L] Hey hold up, before we get into this next shit. Y'all know the chorus to this shit or what right I know y'all know the chorus to this shit, right [A.G.] Most these rap cats [Big L] Don't know where it started, where it came from We been reppin this shit [both] since Day One Diggin In The Crates originators Why niggas playa hate us knowin damn well they can't fade us [Big L] Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah [both] Like that y'all [Big L] I'ma change my verse up, fuck that. I'ma kick the '99 version of this shit. Check it out. Let y'all know I ain't to be fucked with. Check it out. [A.G.] My nigga Big L {Big L} My whole clique thievin The wolves out because it's sic season This ain't the time to have your wrists freezin Letras de cancionesI might throw the big gat To your six pack Click clack Let me git that Make it quick black Fuck the chit chat Why y'all test Knowin these hot slugs will fry y'all flesh Taxin faggots like the I-R-S I used to front But never really rich You silly bitch Push willy whips Like the white Volva Front on Carleone, ya life's over I bough my main girl an ice shoka Catch her cheatin and I might smoke her I make the right words blend Pimp these hoes like I'm Iceberg Slim And if I go to jail I might serve ten Clowns I disrespect Throw this gun in they face, make 'em kiss the tek Then I snatch the ice off they wrists and neck You better not budge when I point the semi at you What's that? A karat in ya ear, then Gimme that too Shit, I'm takin it all I'm not leavin a cent When everything out yo pockets faggot Even the lint You know the game plan AG, 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 Everytihng I rock is name brand Element, ya dame swallow Your ice don't shine and your chain hollow While you front in clubs for hours with the same bottle Takin midget's sips I run with the richest cliques Fuck the thickest chicks Plus drop the sickest hits You know nuthin about L So don't doubt L What this motherfucking rap game without L Yeah, that's like Jews 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 game without fines AZ: (Day One chorus, fade out) From Letras Mania