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[Chorus
Where're my niggers with the big -Ahh
Where're my niggers with the hot -Ahh
Where're my niggers better?
We want Barettas and Amarettas, leathers and mad cheddar.

(Ayo Pun, I got you baby)
We play the front not the back, when there's beef I
Grab the guns and lighting
Ya'll the niggers behind cars scared to death like "yo, who fighting?"
How the fuck you me I ain't got no obedience
Ya'll are of shit I'm the thug's ingredients
And for my niggers I peel like fucked up paint
your block and put holes in you like old blankets
Fuck a bitch use a and wipe my nut what?
Run in spot and use a Glock to get my cut what?
Smack you in public and embarrass you what?
Put you on punishment the way I do to my son
And the only bullets by my be the clip from my gun
And my gun busts it's over so close the curtains
My silencer's like ch, ch, ch birds was chirping
I like Boricuas ya know that Sheik be
I put in their peepee then stuff the bras
Put coke in the bras that look like coconuts
That's up don't have Sheik's click clack this up
Disload the back her bitch ass back me up
You know double R and Squad niggers want they cut.

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[Big

I'm well know like Al Capone, full blown like Tone
In the sitting on chrome stoned sipping on Champana
Rolling ganja up in Bible
A that will take us through the eyes of Christ, John, Elijah, Jacob
I make the kind of that hustler's dream
Busting out that cream
cause I'm piped up with the mustard team
Plus the queen Knox and hearts
King of Monty Guard
Italians see my battalion prop the broad
I got the squad over pulling over Karl Kani
Range Rover tilted three hydraulic slide
Spark the in the crowd ripping trough housings
the Wu do in Shaolin
John Blazing on a of buddha and all the mami chulas,
want to ride on my Honda scooter
You know the red one from the
But though she ain't coming and she ain't running the
yo!

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[Big

Disrespect the Don bond I'm gonna shoot ya
We can get it on maricon hijo'de puta
Who you fucking'
ass nigger you ain't running' up on shit
Talking' you gonna bust yo clip
Nigger you no fucking threat
You talk a lot but you ain't never realized that if you walk that
Cock that Glock, think I'm oh shit man! Big Punisher's off his rocker
What you got? Beef wit' me? Aight then papi, Sheik's me
Thought you cats were gonna on me
without type of an injury.

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I see coward in yours, you up in my eyes?
Big dick mine, What the fuck between your thighs?
Pussy, If I shoot, are you gonna back?
I don't think so, your the thug you ride piggy-back
You're the one that passed the gat, told your man to that
You making no money, you're a broke-ass cat
And these pop, cops bring the chalk
and the mop to get the of you off the sidewalk. what!

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