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

Ay yo my word is long as I'm alive I'mma put it on
gone to gee shit, thug nigga till I'm gone
Weight of the Bronx I'm flippin, boroughs thoroughly reppin'
Lets unite the and step to the world as a weapon
everybody's checkin for Pun second to none
Cause Latins going platinum was destined to
The inevitable, heavenly than whatever you do
We eligible, TS is credible
For the we gettin you open with lyrical dope
And these breaths that are potent is like an injectional
And it never
it from TS's 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 cool me and the crew
Holdin' it down as we round
We gonna keep sockin' it to you like Homey D.
down like Pac ready to ride or die nigga
La da le la la la la la

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

Ay yo ain't changed I'm still the same
The way you remembered me the centipede
Harder, big blacker back in the
Try to remember me my aggressive will
The way I it real is more important than any record deal
I used to chill on da with Cuban and Seis
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 me, then try to diss me
Cause I'm rispy crispy for life the price
Another for the Cuban twisted in ice
is sheist but I psych 'em out
Though they like to doubt I make em all once I let the Tyson out
Cause I can vouch for only a few the crew
From the old school I consider loyally
I morally from a fool to a scholar
the rules on how to spot a plotta that's cool for a dolla
I wanna holla at my that's reppin' the streets
Wrestlin the beast of chest restin' in
Blessin' my seeds and over us
Til I die I'll align the souls mine and shine for all of us