[dice being shook up and thrown, i.e. "Tumblin Dice"]
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[Big Pun]
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You know I'm well known like Al Capone, fully blown like Ton' Montana
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In a zone, sittin on chrome, stoned sippin on cham-pagna
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Rollin ganja up in bible papers, see how high the lye can take us
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Through the eyes of Christ, John, Elijah, Jacob
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I make the kind of green a hustler dream
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Bustin out the custard cream Viper
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custom piped up with the mustard seams
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Clustered green Fort Knox and hard (?) medallions
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Mockin God even Italians see my batallion pull out the broad
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I got the +Squad+ over-qualified, pullin over Karl Kani
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Range Rover tilted, three-wheelted hydraulic slide
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Sparkin lye in the clouds and reppin my housin
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Like the Wu do in Shaolin
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[Chorus: A. Rios, C. Rios, V. Rios, Veronica]
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There's something I want to tell you (I want to tell you)
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There's something I think your crew should know
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Big Pun is the largest (so large) we straight out of the projects
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That's how we roll.. (that's how we roll..)
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[Big Pun]
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I keep my Desert Eagle cocked back in my tuxedo with my top hat
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What you broke motherfuckers know about that?
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Lookin fat in Marc and Pelle leather like Fonzarelli
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Sparkin Phillies with the Gods like Makaveli
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On the celly blown Benz, chrome rims
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Shinin like the stone gems on my gold rings
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I got it sewn Twinz, I can't begin to tell you the story
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that soared me from livin poorly to a modern day Cinderfella
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I've been a killer and a drug dealer, a bugged nigga
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But now I'm like Puffy cause money's thicker than blood player
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I'm still a threat but now I think before I flip
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Call my connects together
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and figure which cleaner's the best for the hit
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I get the job done, Pun's handlin business
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Candlelight dinners, havin a toast with the most glamorous bitches
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My road to riches was no Christmas
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Now we blessed with gold Lazaruses
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so expensive my whole family's religious
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[Chorus]
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[Big Pun]
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Aiyyo I want it all you can call me greedy and superficial
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long as my crew's official and pulls they pistols soon as I whistle
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I'm tryin to triple a million and split it three ways
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Joe the God, Full Eclipse, and myself - that'll be the day
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I need a way to get it already got the ambition
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Start the ignition, watch for the NARCs in the marked Expedition
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I'm on a mission which requires a higher position
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Desire and vision keeps the fire inside of me glistenin
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I'm infinite like math, so I'm gonna last
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But you wanna laugh all day, bullshit and sittin on your ass
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I'm all about cash and the power
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A stash with the power that lasts like hittin ass for an hour
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Let's get it locked, I want a watch with baguetted rocks
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so I can clock hoes with the glow that never stops
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Forget the cops, we got Deserts and glocks too
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Ready to rock whoever tryin to stop our cheddar from stockin forever
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[Chorus - 2X (with variations)]
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[Big Pun]
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Straight out the PJ's Twinz, Soundview!
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Castle Hill, can't forget Bronx River
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Lil Villes.. huh, the Forest Projects, Eden Wald
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Bronxdale, the Bronx baby straight out the PJ's
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That's where we from
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How We Roll '98
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Big Punisher |