Letras:
Big L Hit It

[Hook: Vocals in background {Imitation of ATCQ's 'Can I Kick It? '}] Can I hit it? (Yes you can!) Can I hit it? (Yes you can!) Can I hit it? (Yes you

it no, we ain't gonna take it oh we're not gonna take it anymore oh we're not gonna take it no, we ain't gonna take it oh we're not gonna take it anymore

you want it, baby, why don'cha bleed on me All over, Ahh, bleed it alright, bleed it alright, bleed it alright You can bleed all over me Bleed it alright, bleed it

a young man that's on fiiya You sittin in the church wit Reverend Charlie Murphy and I'ma bring it to ya wit brother F-A-B-O-L-O-U-S Fabolous (Fab):

how we do things (uh)Right now (uh), whachu bout to hear (uh, yea) whachu bout to witness [Fab] F A B O L O U S [Clue](O L O U S!) [Clue]Come on, my man

want it, now they get it Bitches on it, now they wit it Flooded up and custom fitted Tinted up and bb kinted Y'all gon wonder how we did it Y'all gon wonder how we get it

you lie Few done it like I Its three to look at the coupe its two hundred to buy Yeah I'm big with the bittys Do it big in the city Without Jigga or Fitty

my mouth cause only she knows I'm feelin bad about that nigga we stomped out in the casino But fuck it it's deathrow The big homie never told me that

* so *Smooth*, it should of came with Pete Rock And lets not forget who made me hot It was Dr. Dre that took me out the weed spot. You want credit, forget it