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Puerto Rico

Toma

Pronto llegará el día de mi suerte
Te lo juro por mi gente
Te juro que un día llegará
And we won't stop
We always knew we'd make it
Even though you player hated
We still made it to the top

Puerto Rock Puro, not Menudo, no, I'm not the one
I'm studyin' Judo, you don't know if I got a gun
It's Pun, from the X side of things, baguette inside my rings
Everything I want I gets, bada bing
It's mine, I Shyne like money that sound like Biggie
Fuck around my town, Boogie Down my city
Come around get pound to the ground, no pity
Watch the sound, fo' pound twenty round milli'
Get smacked silly for coming out your mug
I'm known for bouncin' thugs from the Tunnel to the Salsa clubs
Don't matter, put the chrome to your bladder
Splatter your abs, have you pissin' in a plastic bag
That's a drag, now you abnormal
Don't make me grab the Rambo
And put some motherfuckin' stabs on you
The night is young and I'm already fightin', hidin' my gun
Promoter buggin' screamin' "Who the fuck invited Pun?"

Pronto llegará el día de mi suerte
Te lo juro por mi gente
Te juro que un día llegará
And we won't stop
We always knew we'd make it
Even though you player hated
We still made it to the top

From San Juan to Bayamón, I'm the Don Juan beside the Don
Live long, get your party on
Don't let the liquor fool you, 'cause I'll stick it to you
Somethin' sharp to the heart, or somethin' big to move you
The Desert or the shottie, whateva you the body
That chose to be the dumb nigga at the party
Too much Bacardi, started speakin' dumb
Then you tried to snuff Joe, must have been Puerto Rican rum
That's the hardcore, two years a sophomore
Takes years to earn a pair of Terror Squad balls
So get lost or take one, bones I break them
Pigs are bacon, so get fried if they come
You see that? I'm like G. Rap, 'Pac, Master P
All balled up with a twist of Marc Anthony
Recognize me, I'm the one that's cockin the auto
Tony Sunshine, please canten el coro

Pronto llegará el día de mi suerte
Te lo juro por mi gente
Te juro que un dia llegará
And we won't stop
We always knew we'd make it
Even though you player hated
We still made it to the top

It ain't over (I thought you ain't like the beat?)
Te digo que no se ha acabao

La tierra del Borinquén donde he nacido yo (ah ha, ah ha, ah ha, ah ha)
Es un jardín florido de mágico primor (ah ha, ah ha, ah ha, ah ha, ah ha)
Un cielo siempre nítido, que sirve de dosel
Y dan arrullos plácidos, las olas a sus pies

Pronto llegará el día de mi suerte
Te lo juro por mi gente
Te juro que un día llegará
And we won't stop
We always knew we'd make it
Even though you player hated
We still made it to the top

A Puerto Rico
A Puerto Rico
A Puerto Rico
A Puerto Rico
A Puerto Rico

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Writer(s): Christopher Rios, Delano Matthews, Lalo Schifrin