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Pina Colada
Big Pun
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Fyah, bumba, fyah
A bailar!
Where my niggas with the big guns?
Where my niggas with the hot whips?
Where my niggas livin better
We want barettas and amarettas
Butter leathers and mad cheddar, niggas
Where my niggas with the big guns?
Where my niggas with the hot whips?
Where my niggas livin better
We want barettas and amarettas
Butter leathers and mad cheddar, niggas
Aiyyo Pun I got you baby
We play the front, not the back, when it's beef I attack
Grab the gats, and start lightin, Y'ALL (OKAY!)
Behind cars, scared to death, like "Yo, who fightin?"
How the fuck you teachin me, I ain't got no obedience
Y'all ain't made of shit, I'm a thug's ingredients
And for my niggas, I peel like fucked up paint jobs
Cover your block up with holes and do like old blankets
Fuck a bitch and use a sock to wipe my nuts, what
Run in your spot and use a gat 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 only bullets by my stomach, be the clip to my gat
And when my gat bust it's over so, close the curtains
My silencer's like ch-ch-ch like birds was chirpin
I like boriquas, y'all know that Sheek be freaky
I put dick in they pee pee then stuff they bras
With so much cock in they bras they look like coconuts
That's what's up, don't have Sheek click clack this up
Let's load the backpack up, fuck niggas back me up
You know double R, Terror Squad niggas want they cut, what
Where my niggas with the big guns?
Where my niggas with the hot whips?
Where my niggas livin better
We want barettas and amarettas
Butter leathers and mad cheddar, niggas
Where my niggas with the big guns?
Where my niggas with the hot whips?
Where my niggas livin better
We want barettas and amarettas
Butter leathers and mad cheddar, niggas
I'm well known like Al Capone, full blown like Tone Montana
In the zone, sittin on chrome, stoned, sippin on champana
Rollin ganja, some bible paper
On how the life can take us through
The eyes of Christ, John, Elijah, Jacob
I make the kind of green a hustler dream, bustin out the custard cream
Viper custom piped up with the mustard seam
Cluster green, force action hard, demon medallion
Mockin God, demon desire, see my retaire, prop the broad
I got the Squad overqualified, pullin over Karl Kani
Range Rover tilted, green wilted, hydraulic slide
Sparkin lye in the clouds and put up in my house and
Practice wu doin Shaolin, John blazin on a pound of weed
And all the mami chulas, they wanna ride on my Honda scooter
You know the red one, from the video, but really though
She ain't comin if she ain't runnin to Drizzy yo
Where my niggas with the big guns?
Where my niggas with the hot whips?
Where my niggas livin better
We want barettas and amarettas
Butter leathers and mad cheddar, niggas
Where my niggas with the big guns?
Where my niggas with the hot whips?
Where my niggas livin better
We want barettas and amarettas
Butter leathers and mad cheddar, niggas
Disrespect the Don, word bond
I'm from the shit that we can get it on
Maricon y granja, who you fuckin with?
You ain't never run up in shit
Talkin like you gon' bust yo' gun, nigga you ain't know shit
You talk a lot, but you ain't never really have to walk that block
Sucka, I think I'm hot
Heard you scared Big Pun but I'm soft as rocks
What you got, beef with me, I like that, but bitch sleep with me
Thought you gon' just come creep on me, but I'm so tired of fye-ya
See, coward in yours, what you see up in my eyes
Big cock between mine, with the Glock between yo' thighs
Pussy if I shoot, are you gon' cock it back?
I don't think so, your man a thug, you ridin piggyback
You the one to pass the gat, tell your man to bust that
You ain't makin no money, youse a broke ass cat
And, once these pop, cops bring chalk
And a mop to get the rest of you up off the sidewalk, what
Where my niggas with the big guns?
Where my niggas with the hot whips?
Where my niggas livin better
We want barettas and amarettas
Butter leathers and mad cheddar, niggas
Where my niggas with the big guns?
Where my niggas with the hot whips?
Where my niggas livin better
We want barettas and amarettas
Butter leathers and mad cheddar, niggas
Rider, Terror Squad, 2000
Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch
Fyah, fyah, fyah, fyah, fye-ya, OKAY!
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