Aiyyo Spice, all rich motherfuckers keep going to The record stores buyin' these fake ass raps, you know what I'm Yeah, yeah, I hear you byte all that fake Niggas need to get up on the shit, you know what I'm sayin'?
Ay, man, you still got the Ski mask and them I'm ready to jack these motherfuckers, I'm ready to break up Yeah, fuck that, let's handle business Huh, yeah, we gotta flow funky
Check it, Spice 1 is fuckin' it up upon the And if you got the motherfucker we can go My homie Ant Banks got the line thumpin' a nigga heart 'cause my mouth is a guage pumpin'
is on the one and Ant is on the two But y'all don't kick it yet because a nigga ain't trough Comin' hard as fuck I be like acin' and I'm Steppin' into the ring fuckin' 'em up like Tyson
Gimme all your cash 'cause I'm to blast And bust 50 bullets in your ass think I'm crazy 'cause I'm poppin' off at the mouth And plus I had the chopper pointed at damned house
My name is Spice 1, I be a motherfucker Get you for a key and you lyin' in the gutter
And if you think its possible to 'em I be my foot up in your ass like it was [Incomprehensible] So brake yourself and buy the motherfuckin' tape The beat'll fuck your like a statutory rape
nigga on the gangsta tip So MC Ant cover me I reload the motherfuckin' clip And by the way if you your life don't take yourself Buy the dope ass record and brake
Huh, yeah, you know what I'm Got MC Ant in the motherfuckin' He came to break these Load the clip and your business, partner
A N T is a motherfuckin' pro in it Niggas didn't know that I kick it and flow with it up out the O A K L A N D Coolin' all the bitches when I be on the night tweak
Who's that on the corner be stoppin' and to makin' 'em stutter Was that MC Ant, the motherfucker 187 with the 211 and So get out the shit break bitch I'll just
Pistol whip your ass and the tape I pop if you wanna brake and dump you off in the Run if you dick I'm quick to pop the clip Slip if you wanna slip, I'm tough and won't trip
Don't move and you get hurt off your motherfuckin' clothes and put your face in the dirt This is a gank move, bitch So give me your money and your jewels and me rich
nigga might play it on a cool tip But Ant and Spice won't be no bullshit Everything nigga, even gold tooth I knock the lose if you want prove
'Cause I'm down for the And if worth the jail I'm out on bail If it ain't given I'll straight up take wealth Tell a motherfucker up brake yourself
Yeah, and that's how we run shit on this motherfuckin' stage now, you know what I'm sayin'? Ay, Spice, I want you to step to 'em and it one more time With that shit
It's like a G O, and I kick in a a motherfucker So at the red light and I just wanted a battle Another ass nigga on a ego tip Give up the Rolex watch [Incomprehensible]
And have ya in the back of a black hearse Bitch, if you your life give me your fuckin' purse This is a trick or treat But if you you get beat shut up left dead in the street
'Cause 187 is shit up in the house Down to you in your motherfuckin' mouth And MC Ant of O A K L A N D Is the faculty and S P I C E
So put the goodies the bag This ain't a gag stick in my clip and raise him up out his jag I let the 9 click Comin' at our dome kickin' gangsta shit
So nigga empty your pocket, pull out your roll Try to be a and let us nut up your ass hole 'Cause Arnold just play parts But I in stoppin' nigga's hearts
187 is niggas to ghetto heaven We beat the funk out your eardrums and it revvin' So pound too hard and fuck up your health And by the way drop the Abraham and brake yourself
Motherfucker you wanna spent that on that bass hip You get the bomb, baby Yeah, nigga yourself and get with the real shit
Yeah, nigga , MC Ant and Spice in the With Ant on the tracks Yeah, Ant in the motherfuckin' house 187
out to all you motherfuckers We got the shit Bustin' caps in motherfuckin' eardrums Straight it, I'm out