Times Is Hard On The Boulevard Lyrics - Big L

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Big L- Times Is Hard On The Boulevard

[Verse 1]
I used to be a rich nigga, sellin much crack.
To make a long story short, I fell off like a hubcap.
My operation got shut off, I cant slide a slut off.
I gotta beat my dick to get a nut off.
Cuz when a convoke struck up.
Bitches act stuck up, my lucks up.
Everything is fucked up.
To get cash I gotta beg.
Cuz everytime i reach in my pocket all I feel is my damn leg.
Its about time that I feel cash.
Gotta get it right now, gotta get it real fast.
Cuz all I got left is 2 mack tens
A army jacket, a ski mask, a hoodie, and some black tims.
Im about to get extra ill.
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So I went to my crib, got booted up and got dressed to kill.
The first place that I hit was the corner store.
I pulled out and told everybody to get on the floor.
I took the cash then I jetted.
One kid tried to set it, I bet he regret it because he got wetted.
Robberies I did well.
When you look in the dictionary under villian you'll see a photo of Big L.
Fuck a job, punks is gettin robbed and starved.
Cuz times is hard on the boulevard.
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Yo I was robbin people on a regular basis.
In many different places, and all types of races.
I robbed gangstas, I robbed ducks.
I didn't kill who I stuck, as long as I got a buck.
What the fuck?
When niggas see me they take flight.
I'd even rob jehova if I catch you right on a late night.
I keep a vest G, dont try to test me.
A redneck police chief tried to arrest me.
Aiyyo that wasn't a smart cop.
Because I put 2 in his chest and his motherfuckin heart stopped.
Its a must I commit crimes, cuz i gotta get mines.
Its hard times and all I see is dollar signs.
Why should I work for another sucka.
When I can do robberies and make G's like a mothafucka..
Fuck a job, punks is gettin robbed and starved.
Cuz times is hard on the boulevard.
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Yo I was goin out, just like a crusader would.
I robbed everything that moved in the neighbourhood.
Yo I was even robbin chicks.
I did mad sticks, I needed more dough so I started takin hits.
Blastin ducks with the shotty.
The trigger I squeeze with ease I got paid 50 g's per body.
In a year I killed 88.
So I made about... umm... fuck it I was crazy straight.
Fuck a job, punks is gettin robbed and starved.
Cuz times is hard on the boulevard.
[Chorus]






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