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VayaCome onVayaA vailarWhere're my niggas with the big dicks? Where're my niggas with the hot whips? Where're my niggas living better?We want Barettas and Amarettas, butter leathers and mad cheddarWhere're my niggas with the big dicks? Where're my niggas with the hot whips? Where're my niggas living better?We want Barettas and Amarettas, butter leathers and mad cheddar(Ayo Pun, I got you baby)We play the front not the back, when there's beef I attackGrab the guns and start lightingYa'll the bitch niggas behind cars scared to death like "yo, who fighting?"How the fuck you teaching me I ain't got no obedienceYa'll are made of shit I'm the thug's ingredientsAnd for my niggas I peel like fucked up paint jobsCover your block and put holes in you like old blanketsFuck a bitch use a sock and wipe my nut what?Run in your spot and use a Glock to get my cut what?Smack you in public and embarrass you slut what?Put you on punishment the same way I do to my sonLetras de cancionesAnd the only bullets by my stomach be the clip from my gunAnd when my gun busts it's over so close the curtainsMy silencer's like ch, ch, ch like birds was chirpingI like Boricuas ya know that Sheik be freakyI put coke in their peepee then stuff the brasPut some coke in the bras that look like coconutsThat's what's up don't have Sheik's click clack this upDisload the back pack her bitch ass back me upYou know double R and Terror Squad niggas want they cutWhere're my niggas with the big dicks? Where're my niggas with the hot whips? Where're my niggas living better?We want Barettas and Amarettas, butter leathers and mad cheddarWhere're my niggas with the big dicks? Where're my niggas with the hot whips? Where're my niggas living better?We want Barettas and Amarettas, butter leathers and mad cheddarI'm well know like Al Capone, full blown like Tone MontanaIn the zone sitting on chrome stoned sipping on ChampanaRolling ganja up in Bible paperA high that will take us through the eyes of Christ, John, Elijah, JacobI make the kind of green that hustler's dreamBusting out that custard creamPiper cause I'm piped up with the mustard teamPlus the queen Fort Knox and heartsKing of medallions Monty GuardEven Italians see my battalion prop the broadI got the squad over qualified pulling over Karl KaniRange Rover tilted three wilted hydraulic slideSpark the Live in the crowd ripping trough housingsLike the Wu do in ShaolinJohn Blazing on a pound of buddha and all the mami chulasThey want to ride on my Honda scooterYou know the red one from the videoBut really though she ain't coming and she ain't running theTrizzie yo!Where're my niggas with the big dicks? Where're my niggas with the hot whips? Where're my niggas living better?We want Barettas and Amarettas, butter leathers and mad cheddarWhere're my niggas with the big dicks? Where're my niggas with the hot whips? Where're my niggas living better?We want Barettas and Amarettas, butter leathers and mad cheddarDisrespect the Don word's bond I'm gonna shoot yaWe can get it on maricon hijo'de gran putaWho you fucking' wit?Bitch ass nigga you ain't running' up on shitTalking' like you gonna bust yo clipNigga you ain't no fucking threatYou talk a lot but you ain't never realized that if you walk that blockCock that Glock, think I'm pussy oh shit man!Big Punisher's off his rockerWhat you got? Beef wit' me? Aight then papi, Sheik's with meThought you cats were gonna creep on meWithout some type of an injuryWhere're my niggas with the big dicks? Where're my niggas with the hot whips? Where're my niggas living better?We want Barettas and Amarettas, butter leathers and mad cheddarWhere're my niggas with the big dicks? Where're my niggas with the hot whips? Where're my niggas living better?We want Barettas and Amarettas, butter leathers and mad cheddarI see coward in yours, what you up in my eyes?Big dick between mine, What the fuck between your thighs?Pussy, If I shoot, are you gonna shoot back?I don't think so, your man's the thug you ride piggy-backYou're the one that passed the gat, told your man to bust thatYou ain't making no money, you're a broke-ass catAnd once these pop, cops bring the chalkAnd the mop to get the rest of you off the sidewalk. what!Where're my niggas with the big dicks? Where're my niggas with the hot whips? Where're my niggas living better?We want Barettas and Amarettas, butter leathers and mad cheddarWhere're my niggas with the big dicks? Where're my niggas with the hot whips? Where're my niggas living better?We want Barettas and Amarettas, butter leathers and mad cheddar From Letras Mania