Chris Rivers - How We Roll '98 lyrics

{*dice being shook up and thrown, i.e. "Tumblin Dice"*} [Big Pun] You know I'm well known like Al Capone, fully blown like Ton' Montana In a zone, sittin on chrome, stoned sippin on cham-pagna Rollin ganja up in bible papers, see how high the lye can take us Through the eyes of Christ, John, Elijah, Jacob I make the kind of green a hustler dream Bustin out the custard cream Viper Custom piped up with the mustard seams Clustered green Fort Knox and hard (?) medallions Mockin God even Italians see my batallion pull out the broad I got the +Squad+ over-qualified, pullin over Karl Kani Range Rover tilted, three-wheelted hydraulic slide Sparkin lye in the clouds and reppin my housin Like the Wu do in Shaolin [Hook: A. Rios, C. Rios, V. Rios, Veronica] There's something I want to tell you (I want to tell you) There's something I think your crew should know Big Pun is the largest (so large) we straight out of the projects That's how we roll.. (that's how we roll..) [Big Pun] I keep my Desert Eagle co*ked back in my tuxedo with my top hat What you broke motherf**ers know about that? Lookin fat in Marc and Pelle leather like Fonzarelli Sparkin Phillies with the Gods like Makaveli On the celly blown Benz, chrome rims Shinin like the stone gems on my gold rings I got it sewn Twinz, I can't begin to tell you the story That soared me from livin poorly to a modern day Cinderfella I've been a k**er and a drug dealer, a bugged n***a But now I'm like Puffy cause money's thicker than blood player I'm still a threat but now I think before I flip Call my connects together And figure which cleaner's the best for the hit I get the job done, Pun's handlin business Candlelight dinners, havin a toast with the most glamorous b**hes My road to riches was no Christmas Now we blessed with gold Lazaruses So expensive my whole family's religious [Hook] [Big Pun] Aiyyo I want it all you can call me greedy and superficial Long as my crew's official and pulls they pistols soon as I whistle I'm tryin to triple a million and split it three ways Joe the God, Full Eclipse, and myself - that'll be the day I need a way to get it already got the ambition Start the ignition, watch for the NARCs in the marked Expedition I'm on a mission which requires a higher position Desire and vision keeps the fire inside of me glistenin I'm infinite like math, so I'm gonna last But you wanna laugh all day, bullsh** and sittin on your a** I'm all about cash and the power A stash with the power that lasts like hittin a** for an hour Let's get it locked, I want a watch with baguetted rocks So I can clock hoes with the glow that never stops Forget the cops, we got Deserts and Glocks too Ready to rock whoever tryin to stop our cheddar from stockin forever [Hook] - 2X (*with variations*) [Big Pun] Straight out the PJ's Twinz, Soundview! Castle Hill, can't forget Bronx River Lil Villes.. huh, the Forest Projects, Eden Wald Bronxdale, the Bronx baby straight out the PJ's That's where we from