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

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

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

How the fuck you teaching me I got no obedience
Y'all are made of shit Im the thug's
And for my niggers I peel like fucked up jobs
Cover your and put holes in you like old blankets

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

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

I put in their pee pee then stuff the bras
Put coke in the bras that look like coconuts
That's what's up don't have Sheik's 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 with the big dicks?
Where're my niggers the hot whips?
Where're my niggers living
We Barettas and Amarettas
leathers and mad cheddar

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

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

I the kind of green that hustler's dream
out that custard cream
Piper 'cause Im up with the mustard team
Plus the Fort Knox and hearts

King of medallions Guard
Even Italians see my prop the broad
I got the squad over pulling over Karl Kani
Range Rover tilted three wilted hydraulic

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

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

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

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

Disrespect the Don bond Im gonna shoot ya
We can get it on mar hijo'de gran puta
Who you fucking'
Bitch ass nigger you ain't up on shit

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

Big off his rocker
What you got? Beef wit' me? Aight then papi, Sheik's me
Thought you cats were creep on me
some type of an injury

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

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

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

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