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

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

(Ayo Pun, I got you baby)
We play the not the back, when there's beef I attack
the guns and start lighting
Ya'll the bitch niggaz behind
Scared to like, "Yo, who fighting?"
How the fuck you me, I ain't got no obedience
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 holes in you old blankets
Fuck a bitch use a and wipe my nut what?
Run in your spot and use a Glock to get my cut
Smack you in public and embarrass you 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 busts it's over so the curtains

My silencer's ch, ch, ch like birds was chirping
I like Boricuas ya know Sheik be freaky
I put coke in peepee then stuff the bras
Put some coke in the bras that look coconuts
That's what's up, don't Sheik's click clack, this up
Disload the back pack her ass back me up
You know R and Terror Squad niggaz want they cut

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

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

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

Piper 'cuz I'm 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 qualified pulling over Karl Kani
Range tilted three 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 chulas
They want to ride on my Honda
You the red one from the video
But really though she ain't 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 living better?
We want and Amarettas
Butter and mad cheddar

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

Disrespect the Don word's I'm gonna shoot ya
We can get it on maricon hijo'de gran
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
if you walk that block
Cock that Glock, I'm pussy, oh, shit man
Big off his rocker
What you got? Beef wit' me? Aight then papi, with me
Thought you were gonna creep on me
Without type of an injury

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

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

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 shoot
I think so, your man's the thug, you ride piggy-back
You're the one that passed the gat, told your man to that
You ain't no money, you're a broke-ass cat
And once pop, cops bring the chalk
And the mop to get the of you off the sidewalk, what

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

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