Pina Colada
(专辑: Ryde Or Die Vol. 1 - 1999)
-Vaya -Come on -Vaya -A vailar [Chorus 2x:] Where're my niggers with the
big dicks? -Ahh Where're my niggers with the
hot whips? -Ahh Where're my niggers living better? We want Barettas and Amarettas, butter leathers and mad cheddar. [Sheik:] (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 Ya'll the
bitch niggers behind cars scared to death like "yo, who fighting?" How the
fuck you teaching me I
ain't got no obedience Ya'll are made of shit I'm the
thug's ingredients And for my niggers I
peel like fucked up paint jobs Cover your block and put holes in you like old blankets Fuck 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 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 bitch ass back me up You know double R
and Terror Squad niggers want they cut. [Chorus 2x] [Big Pun:] 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 A
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 ain't coming and she ain't running the
Trizzie yo! [Chorus 2x] [Big Pun:] Disrespect the
Don word's bond I'm gonna shoot ya We can get it on maricon hijo'de gran puta Who you fucking' wit? Bitch ass nigger you ain't running' up on shit Talking' like you gonna bust yo clip Nigger you ain't no fucking threat You talk a
lot but you ain't never realized that if you walk that block Cock that Glock, think I'm pussy oh shit man! Big Punisher's off his rocker What you got? Beef wit' me? Aight then papi, Sheik's with me Thought you cats were gonna creep on me without some type of an injury. [Chorus 2x] [Sheik:] I
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-back You're the
one that passed the
gat, told your man to bust that You ain't making no money, you're 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! [Chorus 2x]