How We Roll (feat. Ashanti) [Explicit]

Something I wanna tell you

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

Big Pun be the largest thing

Straight out of the projects, man

And that's how we roll, roll

You know I'm well known, like Al Capone

Fully blown like Ton' Montana

In a zone, sittin' on chrome, stone sippin' on champagne

Rollin' ganja up in Bible paper, 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 deemer medallion

Mockin' God, even Italians see my battalion propped abroad

I got the squad over-qualified, pullin' over Karl Kani

Range Rover tilted, three-wheel tilted, hydraulic slide

Sparkin' lye in the clouds and reppin' my housing

Like the Wu do in Shaolin

Ooh, there is something I wanna tell you

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

Big Pun be the largest thing

Straight out of the projects, man

And that's how we roll, roll

I keep my Desert Eagle cocked back

In my tuxedo with my top hat

What you broke muthafuckas 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 (Stone gems) on my (Gold rings)

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

That soared me from livin' poorly to a modern day Cinder-fella

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

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 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, Lazarus is so expensive

My whole family's religious

Ooh, there is something I wanna tell you

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

Big Pun be the largest thing

Straight out of the projects, man

And that's how we roll, roll

Ayo, 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 tryna triple a million and split it three ways

Joe the God, Full-A-Clips, 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 powder 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 tryna stop our cheddar from stackin' forever

Ooh, there is something I wanna tell you

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

Big Pun be the largest thing

Straight out of the projects, man

And that's how we roll, roll

Big Pun be the largest thing

Joey Crack be stayin' paid

Terrance Park from the projects, man