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Something, I to tell you
There's something I've been,
That your, crew should
Big Pun be the thang
Straight out of the
And how we roll, roll

You know I'm well known like Al Capone, fully blown like Montana
In a zone, sittin' on chrome, stoned sippin' on
Rollin' ganja up in Bible papers, see how high the lye can us
Through the eyes of Christ, John, Elijah,

I make the kind of green a hustler
Bustin' out the custard cream
piped up with the mustard seams
Clustered Fort Knox and hard medallions

Mockin' God even see my batallion pull out the broad
I got the Squad over-qualified, pullin' over Karl
Range Rover tilted, hydraulic slide
Sparkin' lye in the clouds and reppin' my
Like the Wu do in

Ooh, ooh there's, something, I to tell you
something I've been, thinking
That your, crew know
Big Pun be the thang
out of the projects
And how we roll, roll

I keep my Desert Eagle back in my tuxedo with my top hat
What you broke motherfuckers about that?
Lookin' fat in and Pelle leather like Fonzarelli
Sparkin' with the Gods like Makaveli

On the
(Blown Benz, rims)
like the on my
(Stone gems, rings)

I got it sewn Twinz, I begin to tell you the story
That soared me livin' poorly to a modern day Cinderfella
I've been a killer and a dealer, a bugged nigga
But now I'm like Puffy, 'cause money's thicker blood player

I'm still a threat but now I before I flip
my connects together
And figure cleaner's the best for the hit
I get the job done, handlin' business

Candlelight dinners, havin' a toast with the most bitches
My road to was no Christmas
Now we blessed with Lazaruses
So expensive my family's religious

Something, I want to you
There's something been, thinking
That your, crew should
Big Pun be the thang
Straight out of the
And how we roll, roll

Aiyyo, I it all you can call me greedy and superficial
Long as my crew's official and pulls pistols soon as I whistle
I'm tryin' to triple a million and split it three
Joe the God, Eclipse and myself, that'll be the day

I need a way to get it already got the
Start the ignition, watch for the NARCs in the Expedition
I'm on a mission requires a higher position
and vision keeps the fire inside of me glistenin'

I'm infinite 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 lasts like hittin' ass for an hour

Let's get it locked, I want a watch with rocks
So I can clock hoes with the glow that never
Forget the cops, we got and glocks too
Ready to rock whoever tryin' to our cheddar from stockin' forever

Something, I want to you
There's something I've been,
That your, crew should
Big Pun be the thang
out of the projects
And that's how we roll,

Big Pun is the thang
Joey Crack be stayin'
Terror Squad from the man