Intro Yo what up, yeah yeah, that's so it
determine Delinquent habits and the Puerto Rican
bandit "Big Pun" yo check it out yo

Big Punisher Yo now thats the last straw I
ain't wanna shatter your glass jaw I rather blast
it to levels that's past yours And left you all
alone among the dumb How you gone win a one on one
were I'm from That's like throwing Pun a gun and
trying to run With no equal-belia, I turn a
mil-lion, now its really on Squeeze a mil-lion,
freeze is killin'em leave'em chillin' in front of
a buildin-on Squinting like he swallow hel-ium,
the streets of Vietnam An I'm the perfect weapon,
who wanna learn they lesson I burn they vest in
less than thirty seconds Teflon the steal lets get
it on for real I penetrate any plate with the
fifty-mack god-drunill I'm hard to kill like Aids,
ganja still I blaze You want the real I'm craze,
don't ever play around I blaze you down like you
weigh a pound an spray the town with the mack
hundred eighty rounds

JuJu Zip the O.T., puffing on tron till I O.D.
Y'all mad cus all y'all hoes know me Thugged out
Dominican cat with a gold tee Remotely resided
here in Brooklyn till they deport me

Quote me "I'm nice with the hands don't
provoke me" Matter of fact bite off your arms
if you owe me Locally holding New York down like
Olkaly And openly demolish you vocally See money
ain't a issue I just spend it an laugh Fill my
pockets with shit never bend it in half Fuck
owning a car I just jump in a cab Go to the Ave,
heal my self buy me a bag Back to the lab, doing
it for Rick and for Gab But all these niggas on my
shirt tell living it drag Isn't it sad, wishing
you making me mad Don't make me stab'em till they
painfully shitting in bag

Coro All we wanna do is make the whole crowd
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whole ounce All we wanna do is live our lifestyle
fly By merts to get me high by friends we get by,
(2X)

Ives Now the world way hand tech stretch East
to West todos pull up un street krons sketch I
bring bomb home grown from con seed To some we all
feel heads jump and get back to something Now who
the fool that blew through That said who you?
Somos delinquentes Big Pun, and Juju So time to
break up-roll and piggy puff y'all You could bring
a libra and it wouldn't be enough yo Cus is a gun,
clap your ribs up infested Stick up, throw your
clique up and get arrested Cus when the sun sets
the moon gone rise With cheeky eyes with no
surprise let the weed smoke rise

Kemo The hypothetical scenario straight the
imperial lyrical Blaxican el baron pistolero
cyclone taps again Cracking your dome piece
shaking your bone piece Heads banging will be
slanging to you hating suckas With a new role
don't plan to complain I wreck your frame Bite
your tongue before you mention my name From L.A.
to Nueva York where some vatos be slanging coca
While others be moving mota Keeping trucha from
the chota Me and my crew we break on through to
the other side Words spread like the hepatitis
virus shit I need like Cyrus my platoon through
the traitorous rains rise up Proud of your name we
had joy, fun, seasons in the sun Put the wine in
the zone like the season had begun All but one in
my son the latin seasons is upon us With an open
invitation to my sisters and my brothers

Coro All we wanna do is make the whole crowd
bounce We keep it moving shaking like they puff a
whole ounce All we wanna do is live our lifestyle
fly By merts to get me high by friends we get by,
(2X)