U Aint Gotta Chance Lyrics – Big L, Nas

Read the full U Aint Gotta Chance lyrics by Big L and Nas along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Big L’s music, you can also explore Forever, another song by Big L.

[Intro: Big L]
Yeah-yeah, Big L, Corleone (Uh-huh)
Flamboyant, baby (I hear you), for life

[Verse 1: Big L]
I be that key niggy, you see jiggy, push the V-twiggy
Large like free willy, be broke, don’t be silly
You’s a low life, no hoes, no ice
Don’t be mad at me ’cause I chose your wife
With this rap s*it I’m so nice
Don’t cooperate with po-lice
On my spare time, I like to roll dice

Not for penny change, play for G’s and better
You won’t be rich as me if your whole crew put your cheese together
Cash, I got plenty, microphones, rock many
Everything I touch is in the top twenty
Dumb hits, I’m the one chicks be honking a lot
Stay driving, so I don’t be walking a lot
And the chains and the diamonds rings that I be flossing is hot
Plus expensive, meaning they be costing a lot
I’m the one, cuzzo, never slept with a bum ho
If a chick lips is jumbo, I want some gumbo
In a n!gga mouth is where my gun go
139 is where I’m from, bro
You know that, I’m just reminding you
Front and they’ll be finding you with shells from my 9 in you
You trash, that’s why nobody signing you
Ice blinding you, click is timing you, yeah
Waiting to catch you flossing somewhere so we can put you in a coffin this year
Big L, Flamboyant Records, baby
You know how we do

[Chorus: Big L & Nas]
You ain’t got a chance (Flamboyant, Mass Appeal)
You ain’t got a chance at all (Flamboyant, Mass Appeal)
You ain’t got a chance, yeah
You ain’t got a chance at all (Flamboyant, Mass Appeal)

[Verse 2: Nas]
I’m the first in rap to form a venture cap’
While y’all research that, I let my seat go back
The first Carlito of rap, well, after G Rap
My voice a needle in wax gets the devil intact
I hold your skull with my fingers in your eye sockets
I won’t even snitch to God, I’ma die solid
I kept the doors open in them surplus
Army stores in ’94 and up for certain, army hat like it’s war
A firearm, fire Timbs, but this year’s the year the disrespectful comparisons
They jack anything on the internet, stupid (??)
Believe in that you believe in chupacabra
N!gga funny music is doo-doo, caca
Brain freeze, stuck face, need agua, palabra
Give your little cute mama the side eye, a fly guy
Then give that coochie a drive-by
You don’t keep it secure like asada
My gun to your head, tell a truth
Nas the monster that live under your bed
139th Lenox Ave, my friend
Big L was the last of them, I’m glad I’m from the same graduating class as him
So pay full attention, remove your hat you in the presence of a man who used to back spin
Head spin, break dance, pop lock, to Herbie Hancock, could rock box
And now we on y’all to pushing drop-tops

[Chorus: Big L & Nas]
You ain’t got a chance (Flamboyant, Mass Appeal)
You ain’t got a chance at all (Flamboyant, Mass Appeal)
You ain’t got a chance, yeah
You ain’t got a chance at all (Flamboyant, Mass Appeal)

[Outro: Nas & Big L]
Big L, big Nas, baby
We go way-way back, how many know about that?
For today and tomorrow, it’s forever
Shoutout to Big L
And you know it’s about time we drop the album, you know
‘Cause it’s-it’s-it’s long overdue
I think, you know, the people would appreciate it
Flamboyant, Mass Appeal for life