It's root beer one of a kind Spice 1 is up in the house the niggata niggata nine And the and the trigga Muthafuckas try ta play me yet they callin' me they
Should I get the AK and like Jack Or should I just reanimate the Fac? My name is 1, but I be comin' like I'm two Or maybe three or four or just a crew
Late night see a drive by Impala The niggaz cover and the bitches all holla If you it's sick then nigga just throw up I'm quick ta bust a cap and your fuckin' dome toe up
livin' up in the bay is like a muthafuckin' zoo Every nigga do whatever the fuck he do The muthafuckin' did the crime last century Now it's on parole because my in penitentiary
But back to the ghetto you see just it all Rest in peace to dead niggas on the The shit it stop because the nigga killed a cop And now the are killin' the niggas twenty four around the clock Around the block around the road in every wanna drop
So I'm livin' like the With the underground pound, muder sound So niggas fuck around lay around And before I end rhyme I'd like to say Peace to my nine
The nine, the nine, the nine, the nine The nine, the nine, the millimeter
Shootin' dice some niggas that I didn't know He pulled a nine when the four hit the floe I wonder why he'd play me like a punk bitch I he knew I was the one to let the nine click
I his ass like Jesse James and shot him in the throat I his tongue up out my mail, now I'm outty ho I'm stressin' it's a fucked up G I about the shit that I used to see
Niggas runnin' 'round with the sweepers Muthafuckas layin' dead change, beepers Bitches screamin' the niggaz gettin' fucked up Fuck his bitch too, she was up
One eight muthafucka that's my showcase I'll load the and kill a whole muthafuckin' race I'm out like a muthafucka Bitch got me for a twenty, clucka
Yeah, your right I'm livin' G And I never gave a fuck about a dope family I seen a dope killed last week Left a base pipe in the street
They burnt the bitch up in the trunk over eighty Started drivin' around the hood and I can her holla Smoke comin' the trunk bitch burnin' up Cops turnin' down the streets was turnin' up
I'm hearin' shots out twelve o'clock at night A car of dead niggas in the midnight Because it gave the cops a reason just 'em up But now they the shit 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 millimeter The nine, the nine, the nine
The police was comin' I had to the body 'Cause like I said on the city streets I'm Gotti When it comes to the rap shit I do a drive by murder whole click
See I'm a rebel a pulse 'Cause in my you learn not to walk a nine in your draws, it's like American Express Because a lot of crazy niggas wanna spill your
But some crazy jealous never sleep I'm C B banner on the beep, beep, beep Fill a, nigga to the rim brim Do a drive-by while I'm on a endo stem
Mix Hennessey with Thunderbird, gin and I'm as fuck, fuckin' around with one eight seven proof Hard as a but I'm quick as fuck to drop a dime Because my boys got a nigga prime time
Rata tat tat Any wanna squab it's like that I ain't goin' out like a fag Got the for a ounce and a jag trip and pop the clip
Now I'm gettin' off his sip Pick up my boys on the and it's on Slangin' dope by the free zone gangsta mack
Keyes keyes over g's I stack So when you step, step with 'Cause a nine to your throat'll have ya The S P I C E, in a rage with a gauge P A I D
I ain't goin' out, fuck D's I'd rather pimp and clock g's 'Cause that's what a real nigga do to a livin' The talent of was naturally given' And before I end this I'd like to say to my muthafuckin' nine
I wanna say peace to my muthafuckin' nine Yeah, Ant mutha fuckin' ba ba booga booga Banks I wanna say what up to my nigga G muthafuckin' mzz Nut, I wanna say what up to girl Shorty muthafuckin' B In the muthafuckin' house, and my DJ
Xtra fuckin' large go on with your big ass, heh heh Yeah, my nigga, MC Ant Kickin' the funky shit Spice muthafuckin' 1 One eight in the muthafuckin' house, peace