Luyện nghe bài hát Peace to My Nine

It's like root one of a kind
Spice 1 is up in the with the niggata niggata nine
And the and the trigga
Muthafuckas try ta me yet they callin' me they nigga

Should I get the AK and jump like
Or should I just the muthafuckin' Fac?
My name is 1, but I be comin' like I'm two
Or three or four or just a muthafuckin' crew

Late night see a drive by drop
The niggaz took and the bitches all holla
If you it's sick then nigga just throw up
I'm quick ta bust a cap and leave your fuckin' toe up

'Cause up in the bay is like a muthafuckin' zoo
Every nigga do whatever the he gotta do
The muthafuckin' rhyme did the crime century
Now it's on because my mouth's in penitentiary

But back to the you see just about it all
Rest in to dead niggas on the wall
The shit it never stop the nigga killed a cop
And now the cops are killin' the twenty four around the clock
the block around the road in every ghetto
Muthafuckas wanna

So I'm like the devil
With the pound, muder facul sound
So niggas fuck around lay around
And before I end this I'd like to say
to my muthafuckin' nine

The nine, the nine, the nine, the nine
The nine, the nine, the millimeter

Shootin' dice with some niggas I didn't know
He pulled a nine when the four hit the floe
I wonder why wanna play me like a punk bitch
I thought he knew I was the one to let the click

I played his ass like Jesse James and him in the throat
I picked his up out my mail, now I'm outty ho
I'm it's a fucked up world G
I about the shit that I used to see

runnin' 'round with the street sweepers
Muthafuckas dead loose change, beepers
Bitches screamin' about the niggaz fucked up
his bitch too, she was stuck up

One eight muthafucka that's my showcase
I'll the clip and kill a whole muthafuckin' race
I'm stressed out like a
Bitch got me for a twenty, damn

Yeah, your right I'm wrong G
And I never a fuck about a dope fiend family
I seen a fiend killed last week
Left a base pipe in the street

They burnt the bitch up in the over eighty dollars
Started drivin' the hood and I can hear her holla
comin' from the trunk bitch burnin' up
Cops turnin' the streets they was turnin' up

I'm hearin' shots ring out twelve at night
A car of dead niggas in the midnight
Because it gave the cops a reason just 'em up
But now they tape the off, so yo suit 'em up
And before I end this rhyme I'd ta say
Peace to my muthafuckin'

The nine, the nine, the nine, the nine
The nine, the nine, the nine

The was comin' I had to dump the body
'Cause like I said on the city I'm John Gotti
When it to the gangsta rap shit
I do a drive by murder your whole

See I'm a rebel a pulse
in my neighborhood you learn not to walk
Without a nine in your draws, like American Express
Because a lot of crazy niggas wanna your flesh

But some crazy jealous muthafuckas never
I'm gettin' C B banner on the beep, beep,
Fill a, nigga to the rim like
Do a while I'm suckin' on a endo stem

Mix with Thunderbird, gin and juice
I'm high as fuck, around with one eight seven proof
Hard as a nickel but I'm quick as to drop a dime
Because my boys got a back prime time

tata tat tat
Any bitch squab it's like that
'Cause I ain't goin' out a fag
Got the nigga for a and a jag
Straight trip and pop the

Now I'm gettin' off his sip
Pick up my boys on the block and on
dope by the drug free zone
Straight mack

Keyes over keyes over g's I
So when you step, with caution
'Cause a nine to throat'll have ya coughin'
The S P I C E, in a with a gauge gettin' P A I D

I goin' out, fuck Mickey D's
I'd pimp hoes and clock g's
'Cause what a real nigga do to make a livin'
The of pimp was naturally given'
And before I end rhyme I'd like to say
Peace to my nine

I wanna say peace to my other muthafuckin'
Yeah, Ant fuckin' ba ba booga booga muthafuckin' Banks
I wanna say up to my nigga G muthafuckin' mzz Nut, yeah
I wanna say what up to that girl Shorty B
In the muthafuckin' house, and my DJ

Xtra mutha fuckin' large go on with big ass, heh heh
Yeah, my nigga, MC Ant
Kickin' the shit with Spice muthafuckin' 1
One eight seven in the house, peace