Put It On - Big L

[Featuring Kid Capri] 
[Big L] 
Aiyyo, you betta flee Hobbes, or get your head flown three blocks 
L keep rapper's hearts pumpin like Reeboks 
And every year I gain clout and my name sprouts 
Some brothers'd still be large if the crack never came out 
I got the wild style, always been a foul child 
My guns go poom-poom, and yo' guns go pow-pow 
I'm known to have a hottie open, I keep the shottie smokin 
Front and get half the bones in your body broken 
And when it comes to gettin nookie I'm not a rookie 
I got girls that make that chick Toni Braxton look like Whoopie 
I run with sturdy clicks I'm never hittin dirty chicks 
Got thirty-five bodies, buddy don't make it thirty-six 
Step to this you're good as gone, word is bond 
I leave mics torn when I put it on 
[Kid Capri] 
So put it on Big L, put it on 
C'mon put it onnn, and onnn, and onnn 
C'mon put it on Big L, put it on 
C'mon put it on represent put it on, C'MON! 
[Big L] 
Nobody can take nuttin from Big L but a loss chief 
The last punk who fronted got a mouth full of false teeth 
I'm known to gas a hottie and blast the shottie 
Got more cash than Gotti (you don't know?) you betta ask somebody 
Big L is a crazy brother, and I'm a lady lover 
A smooth kid that'll run up in your baby mother 
I push a slick Benz, I'm known to hit skinz 
and get endz and commit sins with sick friends 
Cause I'm a money getter, also a honey hitter 
You think you nice as me? Ha ha, youse a funny nigga 
I flows, so one of my shoes, wouldn't be clever to miss 
I'm leavin competitors pissed 
To tell you the truth, it gets no better than this 
I'm catchin wreck to the break of dawn 
And it's on, yo it's a must that I put
Artist: Big L
Title: Put It On