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    Big Pun

    Pina Colada

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    Добавлена 20 февраля 2008 пользователем AND1

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    Текст песни Pina Colada
    Текст песни Pina Colada
    -Vaya
    -Come on
    -Vaya
    -A vailar
    [Chorus 2x]
    Where're my niggaz with the big dicks? -Ahh
    Where're my niggaz with the hot whips? -Ahh
    Where're my niggaz 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 niggaz 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 niggaz 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 niggaz 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 nigga you ain't running' up on shit
    Talking' like you gonna bust yo clip
    nigga 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]
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