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Where're my niggaz with the big Ahh
Where're my niggaz with the hot Ahh
Where're my niggaz living
We want and Amarettas
Butter leathers and mad

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

(Ayo Pun, I got you baby)
We play the front not the back, there's beef I attack
Grab the guns and lighting
Ya'll the bitch niggaz cars
to death like, "Yo, who fighting?"
How the fuck you teaching me, I ain't got no
Ya'll are made of shit I'm the thug's
And for my niggaz I peel fucked up paint jobs

Cover your block and put in you like old blankets
Fuck a bitch use a sock and wipe my nut
Run in your spot and use a to get my cut what?
you in public and embarrass you slut what?
Put you on punishment the way I do to my son
And the bullets by my stomach be the clip from my gun
And my gun busts it's over so close the curtains

My silencer's like ch, ch, ch like birds was
I like Boricuas ya that Sheik be freaky
I put coke in their peepee then 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 pack her bitch ass me up
You know double R and Terror Squad niggaz want cut

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

Where're my niggaz with the big Ahh
Where're my niggaz with the hot Ahh
Where're my niggaz living
We want Barettas and
Butter and mad cheddar

I'm well know like Al Capone, full blown like Tone
In the zone sitting on chrome stoned sipping on
Rolling ganja up in Bible
A high will take us through the eyes of Christ
John, Elijah,
I make the kind of green that hustler's
Busting out that custard

Piper 'cuz I'm piped up with the mustard
Plus the queen Fort and hearts
of medallions Monty Guard
Even Italians see my prop the broad
I got the squad over qualified pulling over Kani
Range Rover tilted wilted hydraulic slide

the Live in the crowd ripping trough housings
Like the Wu do in
John Blazing on a pound of buddha and all the mami
They to ride on my Honda scooter
You know the red one from the
But really she ain't coming and she ain't running the
yo

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

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

Disrespect the Don word's bond I'm shoot ya
We can get it on hijo'de gran puta
Who you wit?
Bitch ass you ain't running' up on shit
like you gonna bust yo clip
Nigga you ain't no fucking

You talk a lot but you ain't never
That if you walk that
Cock that Glock, I'm pussy, oh, shit man
Big Punisher's off his
What you got? Beef wit' me? Aight then papi, Sheik's me
Thought you were gonna creep on me
some type of an injury

Where're my niggaz with the big Ahh
Where're my niggaz the hot whips? Ahh
Where're my niggaz living
We want Barettas and
Butter leathers and mad

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

I see in yours, what you up in my eyes?
Big dick between mine, what the fuck between thighs?
Pussy, if I shoot, are you shoot back?
I don't think so, your man's the thug, you piggy-back
You're the one that the gat, told your man to bust that
You ain't making no money, you're a cat
And once pop, cops bring the chalk
And the mop to get the of you off the sidewalk, what

my niggaz with the big dicks? Ahh
Where're my niggaz the hot whips? Ahh
Where're my niggaz living
We want and Amarettas
Butter leathers and mad

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