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