Something, I want to you There's something I've been, That your, crew should Big Pun be the largest Straight out of the And how we roll, roll
You know I'm well known like Al Capone, fully blown Ton' Montana In a zone, sittin' on chrome, stoned sippin' on Rollin' up in Bible papers, see how high the lye can take us Through the eyes of Christ, John, Elijah,
I the kind of green a hustler dream Bustin' out the cream Viper piped up with the mustard seams Clustered green Fort and hard medallions
Mockin' God even Italians see my batallion out the broad I got the over-qualified, pullin' over Karl Kani Range Rover tilted, three-wheeled hydraulic Sparkin' lye in the clouds and reppin' my Like the Wu do in
Ooh, ooh there's, something, I want to you There's something been, thinking That your, crew should Big Pun be the largest Straight out of the And that's how we roll,
I keep my Desert Eagle cocked back in my with my top hat What you broke know about 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 begin to tell you the story That soared me from livin' poorly to a modern day I've been a killer and a drug dealer, a nigga But now I'm like Puffy, 'cause thicker than blood player
I'm a threat but now I think before I flip my connects together And which cleaner's the best for the hit I get the job done, Pun's business
Candlelight dinners, havin' a with the most glamorous bitches My to riches was no Christmas Now we blessed with gold So expensive my whole family's
Something, I want to you There's something I've been, That your, crew should 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 crew's official and pulls they pistols as I whistle I'm tryin' to triple a million and split it ways Joe the God, Full and myself, that'll be the day
I a way to get it already got the ambition Start the ignition, for the NARCs in the marked Expedition I'm on a which requires a higher position Desire and vision keeps the inside of me glistenin'
I'm like math, so I'm gonna last But you wanna laugh all day, bullshit and sittin' on ass I'm all about cash and the A stash the power that lasts like hittin' ass for an hour
Let's get it locked, I want a watch with rocks So I can clock hoes the glow that never stops Forget the cops, we got Deserts and too to rock whoever tryin' to stop our cheddar from stockin' forever
Something, I want to you There's something I've been, That your, crew should Big Pun be the largest out of the projects And how we roll, roll
Big Pun is the thang Joey Crack be stayin' Terror from the projects man