Something, I want to you There's something been thinking That crew should know Big Pun be the thang out of the projects And how we roll, oh, oh
You know I'm known like Al Capone Fully blown like Ton' In a zone, on chrome, stoned sippin' on cham-pagna ganja up in bible papers, see how high the lye can take us
Through the of Christ, John, Elijah, Jacob I make the kind of green a hustler Bustin' out the cream Viper custom piped up with the mustard
Clustered green Knox And [unverified] medallions Mockin' God Italians see My batallion pull out the
I got the Squad over-qualified, pullin' over Karl Rover tilted, three-wheelted hydraulic slide Sparkin' lye in the clouds and reppin' my the Wu do in Shaolin
Ooh, hoo, there's, something, I want to you There's something I've been, That your, crew know Big Pun be the thang out of the projects And how we roll, oh, oh
I keep my Desert Eagle cocked back in my with my top hat What you broke motherfuckers know that? Lookin' fat in Marc and Pelle leather Fonzarelli Sparkin' with the Gods like Makaveli
On the (Blown Benz, rims) like the on my (Stone gems, rings) I got it Twinz, I can't 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 bugged
But now I'm Puffy, 'cause money's thicker than blood player I'm still a threat but now I think before I my connects together And which cleaner's the best for the hit
I get the job done, Pun's business Candlelight dinners, havin' a toast the most glamorous bitches My road to was no Christmas Now we blessed with gold So expensive my family's religious
Ooh, hoo, there'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 how we roll, oh, oh
Aiyyo, I it all you can call me greedy and superficial Long as my crew's official and pulls they pistols soon as I I'm tryin' to triple a million and split it three Joe the God, Full Eclipse and myself, be the day
I a way to get it already got the ambition the ignition, watch for the NARCs in the marked Expedition I'm on a which requires a higher position and vision keeps the fire inside of me glistenin'
I'm like math, so I'm gonna last But you wanna laugh all day, bullshit and on your ass I'm all cash and the power A stash the power that lasts like hittin' ass for an hour
Let's get it locked, I a watch with baguetted rocks So I can clock hoes with the that never stops the cops, we got Deserts and glocks too Ready to rock whoever tryin' to stop our cheddar from forever
Ooh, hoo, there's, something, I want to you There's I've been, thinking That your, should know Big Pun be the largest Straight out of the And how we roll, oh, oh
Big Pun is the largest Joey Crack be stayin' Squad from the projects man And how we roll, oh, oh