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

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

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

How the fuck you me I ain't got no obedience
are made of shit Im the thug's ingredients
And for my niggers I peel like fucked up jobs
Cover block and put holes in you like old blankets

a bitch use a sock and wipe my nut what?
Run in your spot and use a 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 when my gun busts it's 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 stuff the bras
Put some coke in the bras that look coconuts
That's what's up don't have Sheik's click clack up
Dis load the back pack her ass back me up
You double R and Terror Squad niggers want they cut

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

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

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

I make the kind of green that dream
Busting out that custard
'cause Im piped up with the mustard team
Plus the Fort Knox and hearts

of medallions Monty Guard
Even Italians see my battalion prop the
I got the squad over qualified over Karl Kani
Range Rover tilted three wilted slide

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

They want to ride on my Honda
You know the red one the video
But really she ain't coming
And she running the trizzie yo

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

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

Disrespect the Don word's bond Im shoot ya
We can get it on mar icon hijo'de puta
Who you wit'?
ass nigger you ain't running' up on shit

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

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

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

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

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

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