Something, I to tell you something I've been, thinking That your, crew should Big Pun be the largest Straight out of the And how we roll, roll
You know I'm well known Al Capone, fully blown like Ton' Montana In a zone, sittin' on chrome, sippin' on cham-pagna Rollin' ganja up in Bible papers, see how the lye can take us the eyes of Christ, John, Elijah, Jacob
I the kind of green a hustler dream out the custard cream Viper Custom piped up the mustard seams green Fort Knox and hard medallions
Mockin' God even Italians see my batallion out the broad I got the Squad over-qualified, pullin' over Karl Range Rover tilted, three-wheeled slide Sparkin' lye in the clouds and my housin' the Wu do in Shaolin
Ooh, ooh there's, something, I want to you There's something I've been, That your, crew know Big Pun be the largest out of the projects And that's how we roll,
I keep my Desert cocked back in my tuxedo with my top hat What you broke motherfuckers know that? Lookin' fat in Marc and Pelle leather like Sparkin' Phillies with the Gods Makaveli
On the (Blown Benz, rims) like the on my (Stone gems, rings)
I got it sewn Twinz, I can't to tell you the story That soared me from livin' poorly to a modern day I've been a killer and a dealer, a bugged nigga But now I'm like Puffy, 'cause money's thicker than player
I'm still a but now I think before I flip Call my connects And which cleaner's the best for the hit I get the job done, Pun's handlin'
Candlelight dinners, havin' a toast the most glamorous bitches My road to riches was no Now we blessed with Lazaruses So expensive my whole family's
Something, I want to you There's I've been, thinking That your, crew know Big Pun be the thang Straight out of the And that's how we roll,
Aiyyo, I want it all you can call me greedy and Long as my official and pulls they pistols soon as I whistle I'm tryin' to a million and split it three ways Joe the God, Eclipse and myself, that'll be the day
I need a way to get it got the ambition Start the ignition, for the NARCs in the marked Expedition I'm on a which requires a higher position Desire and keeps the fire inside of me glistenin'
I'm like math, so I'm gonna last But you laugh all day, bullshit and sittin' on your ass I'm all cash and the power A stash with the power that lasts hittin' ass for an hour
Let's get it locked, I want a watch baguetted rocks So I can clock hoes with the that never stops Forget the cops, we got and glocks too Ready to rock whoever tryin' to stop our cheddar from stockin'
Something, I want to you There's I've been, thinking your, crew should know Big Pun be the thang Straight out of the And that's how we roll,
Big Pun is the thang Crack be stayin' paid Terror Squad the projects man