My World

Uhh
 Yeah, yeah, work it out
 Work it out, dawg, work it out now
 Uhh (y'all motherfuckers)
 Big dawgs in the house, what?
 Terror Squad, what? Terror Squad, what?
 I ain't a rapper, I just bust a lot, off the top
 Yeah, yeah
 The penalty is death, especially when I'm mentally stressed
 My enemies hang with me 'til I eventually flip
 I never reject an offer to battle
 Slap a coffin on the saddle
 And rattle like a wooden horse to El Barrio
 Niggaz talk, but they babble 'cause they ain't sayin' nuttin'
 If I ain't blazin' somethin' with the mac, I'm in the shack, bakin' muffins
 Fake the funk and get your rump roast
 One dose of the toast'll make you jump if you come close
 Pun spoke, ain't no more debatin', my Squad been waitin'
 For the perfect time to give you what you all been waitin'
 An orgi-nation of veterans built
 With genuine skills to pay the heat, gas, and the rest of the bills
 Invest in the real, don't get left in the hills
 My tech and my steel turn your whole crew into vega-ta-bills
 We blessed with the will to never surrender
 'Cause my every agenda's in and out, unseen like I entered the ninja
 It's my world girl, either love it or leave
 If you was my girl, you'd be thuggin' the weave
 Suckin' the blow pop, with a ring in your tongue
 Baby, don't stop, that's how you bring it to Pun
 If this is my world, I'd be Tony, the man
 Call me The Godfather, controllin' the fam
 Runnin' the whole coast, I'd be a mafia king
 Nothin' but the finest diamonds in my watch and my rings
 Stupid, gimme yours
 You be lookin' bunny rabbit
 Give your pants, bunny rabbits, what you know about that?
 I ain't about to pop you, stupid
 Fuck the small talk, niggaz know Pun keep the fo' cocked
 Don't walk too fast, might pass through the wrong block
 Don't stop, keep it movin', the streets'll ruin
 The average man, faster than the motherfuckin' teamsters union
 We doin' dirt 'cause we gotta, five dolla a hour
 Three kids and my motherfuckin' big mamma
 My sig sauer got different plans, God knows I'm just a man
 So hide your wrist if it's glistenin'
 Listen man, we just niggaz tryin' to work it out
 Listen friend, strictly biz it's nothin' personal
 We thirsty now and I ain't drinkin' out of plastic cups
 Platinum plus thorough crystal glasses with the fancy cuts
 Fancy us, livin' life lavish
 Drippin' ice cabbage, livin' in the six, with some white bad bitch
 Tight package, I gotta pass
 I'm from the ghetto nigga, I like a lot of ass
 It's my world girl, either love it or leave
 If you was my girl, you'd be thuggin' the weave
 Suckin' the blow pop, with a ring in your tongue
 Baby, don't stop, that's how you bring it to Pun
 If this is my world, I'd be Tony the man
 Call me The Godfather, controllin' the fam'
 Runnin' the whole coast, I'd be a mafia king
 Nothin' but the finest diamonds in my watch and my rings
 Word life, T. Squad holdin' it down, you know wah ah mean?
 Gettin' this money, by any means, baby
 Let me get the fuck-up outta here, 'fore I break somethin'