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

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

We play the front not the when there's beef I attack
the guns and start lighting
Y'all the bitch niggers behind 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 thug's
And for my niggers I peel like fucked up jobs
Cover block and put holes in you like old blankets

Fuck a bitch use a sock and wipe my nut
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 from my gun
And when my gun busts it's over so close the
My silencer's like ch, ch, ch birds was chirping
I like Boricuas ya know that be freaky

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

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

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

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

I make the kind of green hustler's dream
Busting out custard cream
'cause Im 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 qualified pulling over Karl
Range Rover tilted three wilted hydraulic

Spark the in the crowd ripping trough housings
Like the Wu do in
John Blazing on a pound of
And all the chulas

want to ride on my Honda scooter
You know the red one from the
But really though she coming
And she ain't running the yo

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

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

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

Talking' you gonna bust yo clip
Nigger you aint no fucking
You talk a lot but you ain't realized that if you walk that block
that Glock, think I'm pussy oh shit man

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

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

You're the one that passed the gat, your man to bust that
You ain't making no money, you're a cat
And once these pop, bring the chalk
And the mop to get the of you off the sidewalk, what

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

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