big pun & donell jones yeah baby Lyrics

You can catch me in the cherry red 1-50
Got the grizzy locked in the stizzy
Pop the clizzy goin 60 down the one wizzy
Drunk p___y, tryin to cruise thru the avenue
While my peoples is poppin bottles I pursue a rendezvous
f___ that
Spun a Uey lost a hubcap
It's back in the shack came back and a whats that
Straight from Paris, takin' cabbage and baby carrage
Get some cabbage, now burn the cherry radish
Fresh out the dealer, cop the check for the squealers
Wear vests for the killers, nothing less cause it's realer
In the Big Apple, where its quick to get your s___ tackled
Enemies spit at you, best friends kidnap you
Trust no one, got beef bust your gun
You don't need no one
Talkin bout that you owe him
Im'a go for dolo
Scarface with a manolo
One deep, I runnin solo
Bustin heat throwin bolos
It's hard

[Donnell Jones] (Big Pun)
It's so hard (It's hard work, baby)
Yeah (I just copped 100 pounds, I'm tryin to live, I ain't goin' nowhere)
n____s wanna be like us (I'm stayin alive baby)
n____s gonna bust they guns
And it's so hard (Thats my wife, I paid for them t__ties)
Yeah (Get your own, your own, ya heard?)
n____s wanna f___ my wife
n____s wanna take my life
But its so hard

(Big Pun)
It's so hard rollin' with the squad
We like gods, catchin somethin at the bar, the bar, the bar
Then spit bars in Miami
Almost came home with the grammy
Next year, bringin home 3 for the family
Watch me, you can catch it live on the Hitachi
Poppin s___ like a n___, iced out like Dee Piassy
f___ that, Liberachi, 4X Versace
Somebody stop me
Never that, hey yo where my n____s at
Uptown uptown, you know you feelin