Big L Quotes

Im so ahead of my time my parents havent met yet

Battles I lose none I make crews run I get fools done, got ten fingers but only use one

If you battle L, you picked the wrong head I smash mics like cornbread You can't kill me, I was born dead

Step to this and get shanked up I knocked out so many teeth the tooth fairy went bankrupt

Im known for snatchin' purses and bombin' churches I get more pussy on accident then most niggas get on purpose

Breakin' in cribs with a crowbar I wasn't poor, I was po', I couldn't afford the 'o-r'

I got the wild style, always been a foul child, My guns go boom-boom, and your guns go pow-pow.

They wanna know why, I'm so fly, a girl asked me for a ring and I put one around her whole eye I'm looking nothing like ya poppa, I wouldn't give a chick ten cents, to put cheese on a whopper.

All my life I’ve been a lady bruiser, a wrong chooser, school refuser, drug abuser, born loser; clothes bummy, nose runny, it wasn’t funny

I know you like the way I am freakin' it. I talk with slang and I'm never gonna stop speakin' it.

You can ask Beavis... I get nothing but head.

Some girls barely speak, but always askin' for a dollar.

I'm gettin' stacks while you askin' people, 'Do you want some fries with that?'

If you don't got endz, you won't be gettin' no skinz, And if you don't got money, you won't scoop a honey. If you don't got cash, you won't be gettin' no ass, And if you don't got loot, you won't be knockin' no boots.

I’m rollin’ with Satan, not Jesus Christ. I’m the only son of the devil.

A girl ask me for a ring and i put one around her whole eye.

And when it comes to gettin nookie, I'm not a rookie... I got girls that make that chick Toni Braxton look like Whoopi.

Player haters be givin' me harsh looks, But I'm tryin to sell records like Garth Brooks.

The Big L was cold crazy, A top-notch crook snatchin' pocket books from old ladies I told him, "Give up the dough, before you get smoked! Oh you broke? ( *shots* ) Now you're dead broke" My name is L and I'm from a part of town where clowns, Get beat down and all you hear is gunshot sounds 'Cause at nighttime niggas try to tax, they're sneakier than alley cats, that's why I carry gats

A hard core life I toast to ex flaw, therefore I live raw and went to war wit the law.

I'm known to have a hottie open, I keep the shotty smokin, Front and get half the bones in your body broken.

I'm from where the real hustlers pile dough, the home of Rich Rich Porter, Azie, Alpo.

On 139 and Lenox Ave there's a big park, and if you're soft don't go through it when it gets dark

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

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