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Where're my with the big dicks?
my niggers with the hot whips?
Where're my niggers better?
We want and Amarettas
leathers and mad cheddar

Where're my with the big dicks?
Where're my with the hot whips?
my niggers living better?
We Barettas and Amarettas
Butter and mad cheddar

We play the front not the back when there's I attack
Grab the and start lighting
the bitch niggers behind cars scared to death like
"Yo, who fighting?"

How the fuck you teaching me I ain't got no
Y'all are made of shit Im the ingredients
And for my I peel like fucked up paint jobs
Cover your block and put holes in you old blankets

Fuck a use a sock and wipe my nut what?
Run in your and use a Glock to get my cut what?
Smack you in public and you slut what?
Put you on punishment the way I do to my son

And the only bullets by my stomach be the clip my gun
And my gun busts it's over so close the curtains
My like ch, ch, ch like birds was chirping
I like ya know that Sheik be freaky

I put coke in their pee pee then stuff the
Put some in the bras that look like coconuts
That's what's up don't have Sheik's click clack up
Dis the back pack her bitch ass back me up
You know double R and Terror Squad niggers they cut

my niggers with the big dicks?
Where're my with the hot whips?
Where're my niggers better?
We want Barettas and
Butter and mad cheddar

my niggers with the big dicks?
Where're my niggers the hot whips?
Where're my niggers better?
We want and Amarettas
leathers and mad cheddar

I'm well know Al Capone, full blown like Tone Montana
In the zone on chrome stoned sipping on Champagne
ganja up in Bible paper
A that will take us through the eyes of Christ
John, Elijah,

I make the kind of green that dream
out that custard cream
Piper 'cause Im piped up the mustard team
Plus the queen Fort Knox and

King of Monty Guard
Even Italians see my battalion the broad
I got the squad over qualified over Karl Kani
Range Rover tilted wilted hydraulic slide

the Live in the crowd ripping trough housings
Like the Wu do in
John on a pound of Buddha
And all the mami

They want to ride on my scooter
You the red one from the video
But though she ain't coming
And she running the trizzie yo

Where're my niggers with the big
Where're my niggers the hot whips?
Where're my living better?
We Barettas and Amarettas
Butter and mad cheddar

my niggers with the big dicks?
Where're my niggers with the hot
Where're my niggers living
We Barettas and Amarettas
Butter and mad cheddar

the Don word's bond Im gonna shoot ya
We can get it on mar icon gran puta
Who you fucking'
Bitch ass nigger you running' up on shit

Talking' like you bust yo clip
Nigger you no fucking threat
You a lot but you ain't never realized that if you walk that block
Cock that Glock, think I'm pussy oh man

Big off his rocker
What you got? Beef wit' me? Aight then papi, Sheik's me
Thought you were gonna creep on me
Without type of an injury

I see coward in yours, you up in my eyes?
Big dick between mine, what the fuck your thighs?
Pussy, if I shoot, are you gonna back?
I don't think so, your man's the thug you ride

You're the one that passed the gat, told your man to that
You making no money, you're a broke-ass cat
And once these pop, cops bring the
And the mop to get the of you off the sidewalk, what

my niggers with the big dicks?
Where're my niggers with the hot
Where're my living better?
We Barettas and Amarettas
leathers and mad cheddar

Where're my niggers with the big
Where're my niggers the hot whips?
Where're my living better?
We Barettas and Amarettas
Butter leathers and mad