Luyện nghe bài hát Peace to My Nine

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

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

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

'Cause livin' up in the bay is like a zoo
Every do whatever the fuck he gotta do
The muthafuckin' rhyme did the crime last
Now it's on parole because my mouth's in

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The police was I had to dump the body
'Cause like I on the city streets I'm John Gotti
When it comes to the rap shit
I do a drive by murder your click

See I'm a rebel without a
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 jealous muthafuckas never sleep
I'm C B banner on the beep, beep, beep
Fill a, nigga to the rim like
Do a drive-by while I'm suckin' on a stem

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

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

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

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

I ain't out, fuck Mickey D's
I'd rather pimp hoes and g's
'Cause that's what a real nigga do to make a
The of pimp was naturally given'
And I end this rhyme I'd like to say
Peace to my nine

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

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