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Pun you up
What what, makin it
From rappin on the corner to going platinum
But we roll, are you still ready to ride
Yo I'll be to ride and I'll be ready to die
Pun you up
What what, makin it
From rappin on the to possibly going platinum
But when we roll, are you still ready to
Yo I'll be ready to ride and I'll be to die

Ay yo my word is bond long as I'm I'mma put it on
Could'a gone to gee shit, thug nigga till I'm
Weight of the I'm flippin, five boroughs thoroughly reppin'
unite the city and step to the world as a weapon
Cause everybody's checkin for Pun to none
Cause Latins going platinum was destined to
The inevitable, heavenly than whatever you do
We eligible, TS is incredibly
For the we gettin you open with lyrical dope
And these breaths that are potent is like an injectional
And it never
Take it from top terrorist
Rapper slash hijacker bombin' tracks since
I was young, I always Big Pun
It wasn't this fun, ayo I rose from the slums
I had to pay my due, lay a few
But I ain't sayin who, true to the game
No names, playin' it just me and the crew
Holdin' it long as we round
We gonna keep it to you like Homey D. Clown
Going down like Pac to ride or die nigga
La da le la la la la la

Pun you up
What what, makin it
From rappin on the corner to going platinum
But when we roll, are you still ready to
Yo be ready to ride and I'll be ready to die
Pun you up
What what, makin it
From rappin on the corner to possibly platinum
But when we roll, are you still ready to
Yo I'll be ready to and I'll be ready to die

Ay yo ain't changed I'm still the same
The way you remembered me since the
Harder, big blacker back in the
Try to me from my aggressive will
The way I kept it real is more than any record deal
I used to chill on da block with Cuban and
I still do but now in the blue convertible eight fifty
My niggas'll always be wit me
The shifty kiss me, tell me they miss me, then try to me
Cause I'm rispy crispy for sixties the price
Another for the Cuban twisted in ice
Niggas is but I psych 'em out
Though like to doubt I make em all believers once I let the Tyson out
Cause I can vouch for only a few the crew
the old school I consider loyally true
I morally grew a fool to a scholar
Follow the rules on how to spot a plotta that's for a dolla
I wanna holla at my peeps that's the streets
Wrestlin the of chest restin' in peace
Blessin' my seeds and over us
Til I die I'll align the souls mine and shine for all of us