Fall Back (feat. Kool G Rap)

Yeah, check this shit out

Kool G Rap and my dog Big L

Holdin' it down, ya heard?

Ay yo, I heard your single, you better make a whole new song

If they said that shit is hot then they told you wrong

Clown ****, you ain't got a chance at all

Big L Corleone too advanced for y'all

I make moves and boss all across the world

So don't be upset if I toss your girl

I got cheddar to blow, pockets never get low

Bitches sweat me wherever I go

I cruise in a GS Lex, Cartier specs

Nautica sweats with the fresh Gore-Tex

Jewels with Baguettes, swingin' like the Mets

Throwin' the dice and takin' all size bets

Never bummy, sip rummy, get money

When I hit honey, she felt the dick in her tummy

On the lead low, I see dough from here to Rio

Flamboyant Records C to the E O, what?

Yo, all of ya'll weak people fall back

G Rap and Big L, we all that

Goin' back to back where they brawl at

Swing and walk with tall bats

Leavin' big holes with small gats

Have 'em all fallin' where the wall at

All of ya'll weak people fall back

G Rap and Big L, we all that

Goin' back to back where they brawl at

Swing and walk with tall bats

Leavin' big holes with small gats

Have 'em all fallin' where the wall at

Yo, from the spot to the cell blocks

Hot as hell blocks where shells pop

Where they sell rocks to cop the SL drop

Hood bitches in nail shops

No good snitches that tell cops

People find bodies in lobbies, you can smell shots

**** turn stale on the rock, until they bail drop

New York livin', got a **** four fifth liftin'

Send you as a gift to the mortician

If you forfeit livin', my fortune is forbidden

I say it one time before spittin'

Then I leave your forehead drippin'

I laid low then came back for more bread grippin'

More thread flippin'

More head from chickens

It's time to turn the ape loose

But out the cage and let the gauge loose

Blow the feather outta your North Face goose

It's G Rap comin' back with the clique of brave troops

Have y'all **** runnin' for home base like Babe Ruth

Have you holdin' holes in your body like you play flute

Lay you down till you get found up in the sprayed Coupe

Prepare for the takeover, give you the face makeover

And see that you roll with sheet draped over

Be down on the block with the street tapped over

Or comin' out of deep coma, your speech made slower

Corona Queens shakedown

I'm comin' with the nickel plate pound

To trade rounds with all you fake clowns

Get down in the unsafe town

Layin' it down, Black Guerrilla Fam

Kid, we takin' the crown, ya heard?

Yo, all of ya'll weak people fall back

G Rap and Big L, we all that

Goin' back to back where they brawl at

Swing and walk with tall bats

Leavin' big holes with small gats

Have 'em all fallin' where the wall at

All of ya'll weak people fall back

G Rap and Big L, we all that

Goin' back to back where they brawl at

Swing and walk with tall bats

Leavin' big holes with small gats

Have 'em all fallin' where the wall at

Yo, all of ya'll weak people fall back

G Rap and Big L, we all that

Goin' back to back where they brawl at

Swing and walk with tall bats

Leavin' big holes with small gats

Have 'em all fallin' where the wall at

All of ya'll weak people fall back

G Rap and Big L, we all that

Goin' back to back where they brawl at

Swing and walk with tall bats

Leavin' big holes with small gats

Have 'em all fallin' where the wall at

Yo, Kool G Rap holdin' it down with the hazardous Big L

Nah mean