Currently No Video Available
Clean Lyric
Paragraph Lyric
(Big Pun)
You can catch me in the cherry red 1-50
Got the grizzy locked in the stizzy
Pop a clizzy doin 60 down the one wizzy
Drunk pissy, tryin to cruise thru the avenue
While my peoples is poppin bottles Up in Sue's Rendezvous
Fuck that
Spun a Uey lost a hubcap
It's back to the shack came back and a whats that
Straight from Paris, checkin Gabby's man's baby carriage
Perry Ellis, auburn cherry reddish
Fresh out the dealer, cop the (whoop) for the squealers
Wearin vests for the killers, nothing less cause it's realer
In the Big Apple, where its quick to get your shit tackled
Enemies spit at you, best friends kidnap you
Trust no one (eh eh) got beef bust your gun
You don't need no one
Talkin bout that you owe him
Im'a go for dolo
Scarface without manolo
One deep, I mean solo
Bustin heat throwin bolos
It's hard

[Donnell Jones] (Big Pun)
It's so hard (It's hard work, baby)
Yeah (I just lost 100 pounds, I'm tryin to live, I ain't goin' nowhere)
Niggas wanna be like PUN (I'm stayin alive baby)
Niggas gonna bust they guns
And it's so hard (Thats my wife, I paid for them titties)
Yeah (Get your own, your own, ya heard?)
Niggas wanna fuck my wife
Niggas wanna take my life
But its so hard

(Big Pun)
It's so hard rollin' with the squad
We like gods, catch us at the bar, the bar, the bar
The strip bars in Miami
Almost came home with the grammy
Next year, bringin home 3 for the family
Watch me, you can catch it live on Hitachi
Poppin shit like a Nazi, iced out like D Biazi
Fuck that, Liberachi, 4X Versace
Somebody stop me
Never that, (skeeyoo) where my niggas at
Uptown uptown, you know you feelin that
Cash rule, hardcore you can dance to
Now dont Biggie give me [One more chance]
Take a glance and I'm off with yours
With both hands tear off my drawers and jerk me like the Source Awards
I love hip hop, I ain't even probably the best lyricist alive
Terror Squad niggas stop sleepin'
What you say your name was again?
And I know you from where? Elementary school?

[Donell Jones]
Niggas wanna be like Pun (I don't know you, man!)
Niggas wanna bust they guns
And it's so hard (Money, not you again, go that way)
Niggas wanna fuck my wife (Loser)
Niggas wanna take my life
But its so hard
Ooh, yeah
You ain't fuckin my wife
Takin my life
And if just hating and just walk on by
All you haters just walk on by
See me and BIg Pun gettin rollin
scheming on you and your woman
whether nigga walk on by
while we lay back and puff on La
and to the Boricuas, stay up stay up stay up
and to all my homeys gotta know whats up!
(Big Pun)   You can catch me in the cherry red 1-50   Got the grizzy locked in the stizzy   Pop a clizzy doin 60 down the one wizzy   Drunk pissy, tryin to cruise thru the avenue   While my peoples is poppin bottles Up in Sue's Rendezvous   Fuck that   Spun a Uey lost a hubcap   It's back to the shack came back and a whats that   Straight from Paris, checkin Gabby's man's baby carriage   Perry Ellis, auburn cherry reddish   Fresh out the dealer, cop the (whoop) for the squealers   Wearin vests for the killers, nothing less cause it's realer   In the Big Apple, where its quick to get your shit tackled   Enemies spit at you, best friends kidnap you   Trust no one (eh eh) got beef bust your gun   You don't need no one   Talkin bout that you owe him   Im'a go for dolo   Scarface without manolo    One deep, I mean solo   Bustin heat throwin bolos   It's hard      [Donnell Jones] (Big Pun)   It's so hard (It's hard work, baby)   Yeah (I just lost 100 pounds, I'm tryin to live, I ain't goin' nowhere)   Niggas wanna be like PUN (I'm stayin alive baby)   Niggas gonna bust they guns   And it's so hard (Thats my wife, I paid for them titties)   Yeah (Get your own, your own, ya heard?)   Niggas wanna fuck my wife   Niggas wanna take my life   But its so hard      (Big Pun)   It's so hard rollin' with the squad   We like gods, catch us at the bar, the bar, the bar   The strip bars in Miami   Almost came home with the grammy   Next year, bringin home 3 for the family   Watch me, you can catch it live on Hitachi   Poppin shit like a Nazi, iced out like D Biazi   Fuck that, Liberachi, 4X Versace   Somebody stop me   Never that, (skeeyoo) where my niggas at   Uptown uptown, you know you feelin that   Cash rule, hardcore you can dance to   Now dont Biggie give me [One more chance]   Take a glance and I'm off with yours   With both hands tear off my drawers and jerk me like the Source Awards   I love hip hop, I ain't even probably the best lyricist alive   Terror Squad niggas stop sleepin'   What you say your name was again?   And I know you from where? Elementary school?      [Donell Jones]   Niggas wanna be like Pun (I don't know you, man!)   Niggas wanna bust they guns   And it's so hard (Money, not you again, go that way)   Niggas wanna fuck my wife (Loser)   Niggas wanna take my life   But its so hard   Ooh, yeah   You ain't fuckin my wife   Takin my life   And if just hating and just walk on by   All you haters just walk on by   See me and BIg Pun gettin rollin   scheming on you and your woman   whether nigga walk on by   while we lay back and puff on La   and to the Boricuas, stay up stay up stay up   and to all my homeys gotta know whats up!
blog comments powered by Disqus Comments