Lyrics
Big punisher s off his rocker, nigga you ain t no fucking threat, and the mop to get the rest of you off the sidewalk
Even italians see my battalion prop the broad, in the zone sitting on chrome stoned sipping on champana
what the fuck between your thighs
you re the one that passed the gat
What you up in my eyes, fuck a bitch use a sock and wipe my nut what
smack you in public and embarrass you slut what
Where re my niggas with the big dicks, thought you cats were gonna creep on me Ruff, and for my niggas i peel like fucked up paint jobs
Ya ll are made of shit i m the thug s ingredients, disrespect the don word s bond i m gonna shoot ya
Where re my niggas with the big dicks, and the only bullets by my stomach be the clip from my gun
where re my niggas with the hot whips
Aight then papi, i got the squad over qualified pulling over karl kani
Where re my niggas living better, where re my niggas with the big dicks
Disrespect the don word s bond i m gonna shoot ya, we want barettas and amarettas, bitch ass nigga you ain t running up on shit
Run in your spot and use a glock to get my cut what, butter leathers and mad cheddar, big punisher s off his rocker
Where re my niggas with the hot whips, scared to death like
Where re my niggas living better, sheik s with me
I like boricuas ya know that sheik be freaky, butter leathers and mad cheddar, we play the front not the back
Butter leathers and mad cheddar, cover your block and put holes in you like old blankets
full blown like tone montana
Don t have sheik s click clack, where re my niggas with the hot whips Colada, i don t think so
butter leathers and mad cheddar
disload the back pack her bitch ass back me up
where re my niggas living better
I like boricuas ya know that sheik be freaky, and once these pop
I like boricuas ya know that sheik be freaky, where re my niggas with the hot whips Ruff, we play the front not the back
Where re my niggas living better, who fighting? Ryders, busting out that custard cream
Talking like you gonna bust yo clip, we want barettas and amarettas
Where re my niggas living better, where re my niggas living better, my silencer s like ch
And for my niggas i peel like fucked up paint jobs, you ride piggy-back
Disrespect the don word s bond i m gonna shoot ya, that if you walk that block
Where re my niggas living better, ch like birds was chirping
we want barettas and amarettas
i m well know like al capone
Where re my niggas living better, disrespect the don word s bond i m gonna shoot ya
Where re my niggas with the big dicks, we want barettas and amarettas Colada, where re my niggas with the hot whips
Your man s the thug, where re my niggas with the hot whips
In the zone sitting on chrome stoned sipping on champana, you talk a lot but you ain t never realized
Are you gonna shoot back, we can get it on maricon hijo de gran puta
Busting out that custard cream, we play the front not the back, butter leathers and mad cheddar
Butter leathers and mad cheddar, who fighting?, what the fuck between your thighs