Hey, yo, it's all love, but love's got a thin line

And Pun's got a big nine, respect crime but not when it reflect mine

TheI'm on is wrong but it lasts long

Pull a fast one, then Pun'll wake up with the stash gone

I'm mad strong and my cream is fast

Smoke the greenest grass, mygot the meanest ass

And a taste legit, I don't have to waste a whole case of Crist'

All it takes is my pretty face and my gangsta wit'

Lace the click 'cause we all share

It's all fair like love and war, thug galore with the long hair

Big Pun, Pun the name that makes the kids run

Like spelling murder, reverse it, deliver redrum

Come one, come all, if you wanna brawl

I'm the mighty Thor, clotheslining motherfuckers like Steven Segall

'Cause all you gonna get is your ass kicked or up in a casket

That's it, that's it

(That's it?)

Punisher bash it, at last it's rappers that really blast

Cats getting Big Willie niggaz like Billy Bathgate

Up in Jimmy's Cafe havin' caviar

Crackin' Cristal at the bar smokin' cigars, livin' large

We rob and steal, run with the mob, doin' jobs for bills

I'm hard to kill for realguard your grill

I like to chill, spark an L and get high

I'm one hell of a guy, fly pelican fly

Whattup Duke-o? You know, politickin' papi chuco

I'm out here, watching for Jake, getting this loot though

Shoot bro, I got a waterproof suit, yo

Swervin' like a AKA in Beirut, yo

Squeezin' out of automatic M3's

And please, you ain't seen no thugs like these

I can tell you lots of things that'll make you believe

In na, yo, it's better to take than to receive

Your career's on life support and I'ma pull the plug

And have every thug shootin' that Beatnut drug

In they blood, no escapin' this

Niggaz is goin' over their favoriteto be tapin' this

(For what?)

World premier, loud and clear

Lye and beer, get the dough, blow up the show

Disappear, jump in the Cavalier

Feelin' marvelous, street pharmacist, twist arboles

For pleasure bring your territory sever

Keep my workers under pressure, got em sayin',lester

But that's aight Duke-o, my heart nowadays too cold

Don't give awhere you been, what you done

Where you go, you know, peep this favorite

In black shades like a secret agent

We're night thieves, roll up on you sleeves

We light trees, bust these and stack cheese

It's off the hook this year

Makin' mad money off the books this year, ain't nothin'

But crooks in here

Gettin' mad money off the books this year

It's off the hook this year

Makin' mad money off the books this year, ain't nothin'

But crooks in here

Gettin' mad money off the books this year

Go, go, go

Go, go, go

Go, go, go