Uhh.. yes y'all baby
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Yeah, yeah, work it out
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Work it out dawg, work it out now
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Uhh.. y'all motherfuckers, big dawgs in the house what?
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Terror Squad what? Terror Squad what?
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I ain't a rapper.. I just bust a lot, off the top
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What, yo, yo
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[Big Pun]
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The penalty is death, especially when I'm mentally stressed
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My enemies hang with me 'til I eventually flip
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I never reject an offer to battle
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Slap a coffin on the saddle
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and rattle like a wooden horse to el barrio
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Niggaz talk but they babble cause they ain't sayin nuttin
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If ain't blazin somethin with the mac I'm in the shack bakin muffins
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Fake the funk and get your rump roast
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One dose of the toast'll make you jump if you come close
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Pun spoke, ain't no more debatin; my Squad been waitin
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for the perfect time to give you what you all been waitin
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An orgi-nation of veterans built
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with genuine skills to pay the heat, gas, and the rest of the bills
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Invest in the real, don't get left in the hills
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My tech and my steel turn your whole crew into vega-ta-bills
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We blessed with the will to never surrender
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cause my every agenda's in and out, unseen like I entered the ninja
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[Chorus]
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It's my world girl, either love it or leave
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If you was my girl, you'd be thuggin the weave
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Suckin the blow pop, with a ring in your tongue
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Baby don't stop, that's how you bring it to Pun
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If this is my world, I'd be Tony the man
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Call me The Godfather, controllin the fam'
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Runnin the whole coast, I'd be a mafia king
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Nothin but the finest diamonds in my watch and my rings
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[Big Pun]
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Stupid.. gimme yours
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You be lookin bunny rabbit
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Give your pants bunny rabbits, what you know about that?
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I ain't about to pop you stupid
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Fuck the small talk, niggaz know Pun keep the fo' cocked
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Don't walk too fast, might pass through the wrong block
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Don't stop, keep it movin, the streets'll ruin
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the average man, faster than, the motherfuckin teamsters union
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We doin dirt cause we gotta, five dolla a hour
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Three kids and my motherfuckin big mamma
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My sig sauer got different plans God knows I'm just a man
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So hide your wrist if it's glistenin
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Listen man, we just niggaz tryin to work it out
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Listen friend, strictly biz it's nothin perso-nal
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We thirsty now and I ain't drinkin out of plastic cups
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Platinum plus (thorough) crystal glasses with the fancy cuts
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Fancy us, livin life lavish
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Drippin ice cabbage, livin in the six, with some white bad bitch
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Tight package I gotta pass
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I'm from the ghetto nigga, I like a lot of ass
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[Chorus]
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[Big Pun]
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Word life T. Squad holdin it down, y'knahmean?
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Gettin this money.. by any means baby
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Let me get the fuck up outta here, 'fore I break somethin
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My World
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Big Punisher |