Pina Colada Feat. Sheek & Big (исполнитель: Ruff Ryders)
[bad word] on Vaya vailar Where're my [bad word] with the big [bad word] ah Where're my [bad word] with the hot whips? ah Where're my [bad word] living better? We want Barettas and Amarettas butter leathers and mad cheddar. Where're my [bad word] with the big [bad word] ah Where're my [bad word] with the hot whips? ah Where're my [bad word] 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 attack Grab the guns and start lighting Y'all the [bad word] [bad word] behind cars scared to death like "yo, who fighting?" How the [bad word] you teaching me I ain't got no obedience Y'all are made of [bad word] I'm the thug's ingredients And for my [bad word] I peel like [bad word] up paint jobs Cover your block and put holes in you like old blankets [bad word] a [bad word] use a sock and wipe my nut [bad word] in your spot and use a Glock to get my cut what? Smack you in public and embarrass you [bad word] 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 it's over so close the curtains My silencer's 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 That's what's up don't have Sheik's click clack this up Disload the back pack her [bad word] [bad word] back me up You know double R and Terror Squad [bad word] want they cut. Where're my [bad word] with the big [bad word] ah Where're my [bad word] with the hot whips? ah Where're my [bad word] living better? We want Barettas and Amarettas butter leathers and mad cheddar. Where're my [bad word] with the big [bad word] ah Where're my [bad word] with the hot whips? ah Where're my [bad word] living better? We want Barettas and Amarettas butter leathers and mad cheddar. I'm 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 high that will take us through the eyes of Christ, John, Elijah, Jacob I make the kind of green that hustler's dream Busting out that custard cream Piper 'cause I'm 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 [bad word] and she [bad word] the Trizzie yo! Where're my [bad word] with the big [bad word] ah Where're my [bad word] with the hot whips? ah Where're my [bad word] living better? We want Barettas and Amarettas butter leathers and mad cheddar. Where're my [bad word] with the big [bad word] ah Where're my [bad word] with the hot whips? ah Where're my [bad word] living better? We want Barettas and Amarettas butter leathers and mad cheddar. Disrespect the Don word's bond I'm gonna shoot ya We can get it on maricon hijo'de gran [bad word] Who you [bad word] with? [bad word] [bad word] [bad word] you [bad word] up on [bad word] Talking' like you gonna bust yo clip [bad word] you ain't no [bad word] threat You talk a lot but you ain't never realized that if you walk that block [bad word] that Glock, think I'm [bad word] oh [bad word] man! Big Punisher's off his rocker What you got? Beef with' me? Aight then papi, Sheik's with me Thought you cats were gonna creep on me Without some type of an injury. Where're my [bad word] with the