How We Roll lyrics

Artist  : Big Pun 
Song : How We Roll



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[Ashanti]



Something, I want to tell you



There's something I've been, thinking, that your,
crew should know



Big Pun be the largest thang



Straight out of the projects



And that's how we roll.. roll..







[Big Pun]



You know I'm well known like Al Capone, fully
blown like Ton' Montana



In a zone, sittin on chrome, stoned sippin on
cham-pagna



Rollin ganja up in bible papers, see how high the
lye can take us



Through the eyes of Christ, John, Elijah,
Jacob



I make the kind of green a hustler dream



Bustin out the custard cream Viper 



custom piped up with the mustard seams



Clustered green Fort Knox and hard (?)
medallions



Mockin God even Italians see my batallion pull
out the broad



I got the +Squad+ over-qualified, pullin over
Karl Kani



Range Rover tilted, three-wheelted hydraulic
slide



Sparkin lye in the clouds and reppin my housin



Like the Wu do in Shaolin







[Chorus: Ashanti]



Ooohooo there's, something, I want to tell you



There's something I've been, thinking, that your,
crew should know



Big Pun be the largest thang



Straight out of the projects



And that's how we roll.. roll..







[Big Pun]



I keep my Desert Eagle cocked back in my tuxedo
with my top hat



What you broke motherfuckers know about that?



Lookin fat in Marc and Pelle leather like
Fonzarelli



Sparkin Phillies with the Gods like Makaveli



On the celly (blown Benz, chrome rims)



Shinin like the (stone gems) on my (gold
rings)



I got it sewn Twinz, I can't begin to tell you
the story



that soared me from livin poorly to a modern day
Cinderfella



I've been a killer and a drug dealer, a bugged
nigga



But now I'm like Puffy cause money's thicker than
blood player



I'm still a threat but now I think before I
flip



Call my connects together



and figure which cleaner's the best for the
hit



I get the job done, Pun's handlin business



Candlelight dinners, havin a toast with the most
glamorous bitches



My road to riches was no Christmas



Now we blessed with gold Lazaruses



so expensive my whole family's religious







[Chorus]







[Big Pun]



Aiyyo I want it all you can call me greedy and
superficial



long as my crew's official and pulls they pistols
soon as I whistle



I'm tryin to triple a million and split it three
ways



Joe the God, Full Eclipse, and myself - that'll
be the day



I need a way to get it already got the
ambition



Start the ignition, watch for the NARCs in the
marked Expedition



I'm on a mission which requires a higher
position



Desire and vision keeps the fire inside of me
glistenin



I'm infinite like math, so I'm gonna last



But you wanna laugh all day, bullshit and sittin
on your ass



I'm all about cash and the power



A stash with the power that lasts like hittin ass
for an hour



Let's get it locked, I want a watch with
baguetted rocks



so I can clock hoes with the glow that never
stops



Forget the cops, we got Deserts and glocks too



Ready to rock whoever tryin to stop our cheddar
from stockin forever







[Chorus]







[Ashanti]



Big Pun is the largest thang



Joey Crack be stayin paid



Terror Squad from the projects man.. {*fades*