Pina Colada
Aya
Come on
Aya
A bailar
Wherere my niggaz
With the big dicks Ahh
Wherere my niggaz
With the hot whips Ahh
Wherere my niggaz living better
We want Barettas and Amarettas
Butter leathers and mad cheddar
Wherere my niggaz
With the big dicks Ahh
Wherere my niggaz
With the hot whips Ahh
Wherere my niggaz living better
We want Barettas and Amarettas
Butter leathers and mad cheddar
We play the front not the back
When theres beef I attack
Grab the guns and start lighting
Yall the bitch niggaz behind cars
Scared to death like
'Yo who fighting '
How the f**k you teaching me
I aint got no obedience
Yall are made of shit
Im the thugs ingredients
And for my niggaz
I peel like f**ked up paint jobs
Cover your block and put
Holes in you like old blankets
F**k 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 son
And the only bullets by my
Stomach be the clip from my gun
And when my gun busts
Its over so close the curtains
My silencers like ch ch ch
Like birds was chirping
I like Boricuas ya know
That Sheik be freaky
I put coke in their peepee
Then stuff the bras
Put some coke in the bras
That look like coconuts
Thats whats up dont have
Sheiks click clack this up
Disload the back pack her
Bitch ass back me up
You know double R and Terror
Squad niggaz want they cut what
Wherere my niggaz
With the big dicks Ahh
Wherere my niggaz
With the hot whips Ahh
Wherere my niggaz living better
We want Barettas and Amarettas
Butter leathers and mad cheddar
Wherere my niggaz
With the big dicks Ahh
Wherere my niggaz
With the hot whips Ahh
Wherere my niggaz living better
We want Barettas and Amarettas
Butter leathers and mad cheddar
Im well know like Al Capone
Full blown like Tone Montana
In the zone sitting on chrome
Stoned sipping on Champana
Rolling ganja up in Bible paper
A high that will take us
Through the eyes of Christ
John Elijah Jacob
I make the kind of green
That hustlers dream
Busting out that custard cream
Piper cuz Im piped up
With the mustard team
Plus the queen Fort Knox and hearts
King of medallions Monty Guard
Even Italians see my
Battalion prop the broad
I got the squad over qualified
Pulling over Karl Kani
Range Rover tilted three
Wilted hydraulic slide
Spark the Live in the crowd
Ripping trough housings
Like the Wu do in Shaolin
John Blazing on a pound of buddha
And all the mami chulas
They want to ride on my Honda scooter
You know the red one from the video
But really though she aint coming
And she aint running the
Trizzie yo
Wherere my niggaz
With the big dicks Ahh
Wherere my niggaz
With the hot whips Ahh
Wherere my niggaz living better
We want Barettas and Amarettas
Butter leathers and mad cheddar
Wherere my niggaz
With the big dicks Ahh
Wherere my niggaz
With the hot whips Ahh
Wherere my niggaz living better
We want Barettas and Amarettas
Butter leathers and mad cheddar
Disrespect the Don words
Bond Im gonna shoot ya
We can get it on maricon
Hijode gran puta
Who you f**king wit
Bitch ass nigga you
Aint running up on shit
Talking like you gonna bust yo clip
Nigga you aint no f**king threat
You talk a lot but you
Aint never realized
That if you walk that block
Cock that Glock think Im pussy
Oh shit man
Big Punishers off his rocker
What you got Beef wit me
Aight then papi Sheiks with me
Thought you cats
Were gonna creep on me
Without some type of an injury
I see coward in yours
What you up in my eyes
Big dick between mine
What the f**k between your thighs
Pussy if I shoot
Are you gonna shoot back
I dont think so your mans the thug
You ride piggy-back
Youre the one that passed the gat
Told your man to bust that
You aint making no money
Youre a broke-ass cat
And once these pop
Cops bring the chalk
And the mop to get the
Rest of you off the sidewalk what
Wherere my niggaz
With the big dicks Ahh
Wherere my niggaz
With the hot whips Ahh
Whereremy niggaz living better
We want Barettas and Amarettas
Butter leathers and mad cheddar
Wherere my niggaz
With the big dicks Ahh
Wherere my niggaz
With the hot whips Ahh
Wherere my niggaz living better
We want Barettas and Amarettas
Butter leathers and mad cheddar