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Sucka A** Niggas - Spice 1
Four years ago I was stuck on the grind
Slangin' crack 50 sacks straight 20's and dimes
Till I came with sh*t that got a muthaf**ka known
Coolin' on the corner with the cellular phone
Took a test to be a muthaf**kin' g
And all the niggas came amazed at me
Since the age of 16 I been slangin' the crack
The fiends used to scream for my muthaf**kin' sacks
I used to cut the lleyo down to the bone
But now I'm killin' niggas on the microphone
Sp-spice 1 kickin' sh*t to mass
A Hennessy lemon squeeze and bubble bath
You see that's the life that I lead
I put a slug in a ni**a try to f**k with me
So step back move back niggas try to jack
But ain't no muthaf**kin' love I put you on your back
Start some sh*t at the party first ni**a to glance
I pull out my glock and make him piss in his pants
No shorts on a dove I'm tryna come above
They call me Spice 1 and ain't no muthaf**kin' love
I said one to the two two to two three
Put a slug in your a** for you to say g
The s to the p the I the c-e
You sucka a** niggas can't f**k with me
I rolls a gold Cherokee nothin like a Seville
And when you look up inside you see a ni**a that's real
So if you see me cruisin' by keep your hands to your side
You might catch a slug if I'm on a hoo-ride
I said I first come I first served basis
Niggas catchin' slugs in a lot of strange places
One of a kind for my people's delight
And to you sucka a** niggas you just ain't right
Because you're snitchin' on your homies be sent up in the pen
And niggas wanna stick you if they see your a** again
You're hangin' on the ave you're chillin' with the crew
But niggas walk away and all the bullets hittin' you
I said one to the two two to two three
Put a slug in your a** for you to say g
The s to the p the I the c-e
You sucka a** niggas can't f**k with me
I said one to the two two to three
My dj xtra-large and g-n-u-t
We roll up in the place pointin' straps at your face
Tinted windows black hearse gold daytons straight lace
Let off rounds you fall down to the ground
You sucka a** ni**a another dead clown
You're a 5 dollar boy and I'm a million dollar player
You's a sucka a** ni**a I had to spray ya
You say you pack a nine and a nine is fine
But I'm blowin' out the back of your head from behind
I'm comin' from the sickest city around
Spittin' some gangsta sh*t the dirty bay is the town
So g-nut and if you're bigger or pack the tight figure
Shoot these haters with the strap that you got from that dead ni**a
G-n-u-t in the place to be
Pimp straight up out a player's university
Every since kindergarden I acquired the knowledge
Didn't have no mail so I said 'f**k college '
I'm brown-skinned comin' straight out the stack
And the game that I spit'll put your b**ch on the back
I'm dressed to kill I love to style
I'm the mc you know hoe check my file
The big-lip ni**a for your regard
500 Dollar spread for the credit card
I hit your town then I go back home
Break a b**ch for her mail bought a Cadillac chrome
Deep in the cut for all you b**ches delight
And if a ni**a playa-hate he gon have to fight
Because when I grind I hits the strip
Every time I sell out I buy a brand-new zip
It don't take a lot to entertain'
And like my ni**a Method Man I'ma bring the pain
You can't rock the shop if you high off hop
You gotta let a ni**a know you'll never stop
And your game gotta make a lot of sense
You gotta know when to start when the pimpin' begins