You Came Up (feat. Noreaga)

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Yo, what the deal baby? I see ya, awight?
 Still not a player but you still a hater
 Pun hater, where my horns at?
 Where my horns? That's right
 Pun, you came up, what, what? Makin' it happen
 From rappin' on the corner to possibly going platinum
 But when we roll, are you still ready to ride?
 Yo, I be ready to ride and I be ready to die
 Pun, you came up, what, what? Makin' it happen
 From rappin' on the corner to possibly going platinum
 But when we roll, are you still ready to ride?
 Yo, I be ready to ride and I be ready to die
 Ay yo, my word is born, long as I'm alive, I'ma put it on
 Could'a gone to gee shit, thug nigga, till I'm gone
 Where to Bronx I'm flippin', five boroughs thoroughly reppin'
 Let's unite the city and step to the world as a weapon
 'Cuz everybody's checkin' for Pun, second to none
 'Cuz Latins going platinum was destined to come
 The inevitable, heavenly better than whatever you do
 We eligible, GS's incredibly credible
 For the revenue we getting', you open with lyrical dope
 And these breaths that are potent is like an injectional dose
 And it never quits, take it from TS's top terrorist
 Rapper slash hijacker bombin' tracks ever since
 I was young, I wasn't always Big Pun
 It wasn't always this fun, ay yo, I rose from the slums
 I had to pay my due, lay a few but I ain't sayin' who
 Stayin' true to the game, no names, playin' it cool, just me and the crew
 Holdin' it down long as we 'round
 We gonna keep sockin' it to you like Homey the Clown
 Goin' down like Pac ready to ride or die nigga
 La da la la la la la la
 Pun, you came up, what, what? Makin' it happen
 From rappin' on the corner to possibly going platinum
 But when we roll, are you still ready to ride?
 Yo, I be ready to ride and I be ready to die
 Pun, you came up, what, what? Makin' it happen
 From rappin' on the corner to possibly going platinum
 But when we roll, are you still ready to ride?
 Yo, I be ready to ride and I be ready to die
 Ay yo ain't nothin' changed, I'm still the same
 The way you remembered me since the centipede
 Harder, big blacker back in the seventies
 Try to remember me from my aggressive will
 The way I kept it real is more important than any record deal
 I used to chill on the block with Cuban and Seis
 I'm still do but now it's in the blue convertible eight fifty
 My true niggaz will always be with me
 The shifty kiss me, tell me they miss me, then try to dis me
 'Cuz I'm rispy crispy for life, sixties the price
 Another fifty for the Cuban twisted in ice
 Niggaz is shiest but I psyche 'em out though they like to doubt
 I make them all believers once I let the Tyson out
 'Cuz I can vouch for only a few, only the crew
 From the old school I consider loyally true
 I'm morally rude from a fool to a scholar
 Follow the rules on how to spot a plotta that's cool for a dollar
 I wanna holla at my peeps that's reppin' the streets
 Wrestlin' the beast of chest restin' in peace
 Blessin' my seeds and watchin' over us 'til I die
 I'll align the souls of mine and shine for all of us
 Pun, you came up, what, what? Makin' it happen
 From rappin' on the corner to possibly going platinum
 But when we roll, are you still ready to ride?
 Yo, I be ready to ride and I be ready to die
 Pun, you came up, what, what? Makin' it happen
 From rappin' on the corner to possibly going platinum
 But when we roll, are you still ready to ride?
 Yo, I be ready to ride and I be ready to die
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 For ma thug niggas, thug niggas, thug niggas
 

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03:52
Key
1
Tempo
91 BPM

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