Earth to Pun, in Pun Water Boy, yeah yeah The levels, the levels, the levels be Levels is good, levels is good?
You got to watch those, jokers who pop You know those, snot-nosed Indeed I spot those, rah rah, talkin' bla-bla That's ca-ca, pa-pa, no ah-ahh
You got to watch those, jokers who pop You know those, crusty-lipped Indeed I spot those, actin' rah rah, bla-bla That's ca-ca, pa-pa, no ah-ahh
I'm quick to dumb out, run up in yo' crib with the out Spray your peeps, smack the teeth out your son mouth Who can stop me? I told I'ma shoot you papi Caught him in the crapper with the clapper, while he was caci
I'll probably die in jail, make it through life and fry in way I'ma lead the way, cause only time'll tell I rhyme for real, not that imaginary I really will stab you and every one of my
There's no remorse, these thug niggaz, show me the boss Gimme a hustle worth the risk of up North I love my freedom, and you know I love my So I gotta get ugh and mug for my per diem
I'll see him in hell, we'll settle it there, it there No innocent to get hit with a spare Like I really care who catches strays the Mac Like I really care who you paid to rap on your
Nigga you wack, you ain't nuttin' for us I got songs with the Devil and Jesus singin' on the You can't ignore us, nigga you how we roll Sixteen in the and one in the hole
You got to those, jokers who pop those You know those, snot-nosed Indeed I spot those, rah rah, talkin' bla-bla That's ca-ca, chill pa-pa, no
You got to watch those, jokers who pop You know those, crusty-lipped I spot those, actin' rah rah, talkin' bla-bla That's ca-ca, chill pa-pa, no
Can't no comp come at me, battle the Bronx'll back me Got the nicest niggaz talkin' bout, "Papi's nasty" Cocky crafty like Rocky Puerto Rock Apache Posse not even the cops catch me
I'm too fast, four-hundred pounds, but I ass Soon as you spoke, I already smoked you with two My game is tight, you wanna play, just your price Fame to ice, brains your life, the game is sheist
And I'm the trifest on the Even in school I was the most likeliest to kill bastard steal, a full clip and a extra And I'ma blast ya til your click respeta you muerta, it ain't me it's the metra 'Tate quieta, the bitch got a bad
Don't surrender, you got a chance You be to leave here half-dead, in an ambulance So take a chance, but the worst Put my so far up your ass the on my knee'll quench your thirst Ooh, "Thanks Pun"
You got to watch those, jokers who pop You know those, crusty-lipped I spot those, actin' rah rah, talkin' bla-bla That's ca-ca, pa-pa, no ah-ahh
You got to watch those, jokers who pop You know those, crusty-lipped Indeed I spot those, rah rah, talkin' bla-bla ca-ca, chill pa-pa, no ah-ahh