It's like root one of a kind Spice 1 is up in the house with the niggata niggata And the clip and the Muthafuckas try ta play me yet they callin' me nigga
Should I get the AK and like Jack Or I just reanimate the muthafuckin' Fac? My name is 1, but I be comin' like I'm two Or maybe or four or just a muthafuckin' crew
night see a drive by drop Impala The niggaz cover and the bitches all holla If you think sick then nigga just throw up I'm quick ta bust a cap and leave your dome toe up
'Cause livin' up in the bay is 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 to the ghetto you see just about it all in peace to dead niggas on the wall The shit it never stop because the killed a cop And now the cops are killin' the niggas four around the clock Around the block the road in every ghetto wanna drop
So I'm livin' the devil With the underground pound, facul sound So niggas fuck around lay around And I end this rhyme I'd like to say Peace to my muthafuckin'
The nine, the nine, the nine, the nine The nine, the nine, the millimeter
Shootin' dice with some niggas that I know He pulled a nine when the double hit the floe I wonder why he'd play me like a punk bitch I thought he I was the one to let the nine click
I played his ass Jesse James and shot him in the throat I picked his up out my mail, now I'm outty ho I'm stressin' it's a fucked up G I think about the that I used to see
runnin' 'round with the street sweepers Muthafuckas layin' loose change, beepers Bitches screamin' about the niggaz fucked up Fuck his too, she was stuck up
One eight seven muthafucka that's my I'll load the clip and kill a muthafuckin' race I'm out like a muthafucka got me for a twenty, damn clucka
Yeah, your right I'm livin' G And I never gave a fuck about a fiend family I seen a fiend killed last week Left a bloody base in the street
They the bitch up in the trunk over eighty dollars Started drivin' around the hood and I can hear her Smoke comin' from the bitch burnin' up Cops turnin' down the streets they was up
I'm shots ring out twelve o'clock at night A car full of dead niggas in the Because it gave the cops a reason just 'em up But now they the shit off, so yo suit 'em up And I end this rhyme I'd like ta say Peace to my muthafuckin'
The nine, the nine, the nine, the millimeter The nine, the nine, the millimeter
The police was comin' I had to the body 'Cause like I said on the city I'm John Gotti it comes to the gangsta rap shit I do a drive by murder whole click
See I'm a without a pulse 'Cause in my you learn not to walk Without a nine in your draws, like American Express Because a lot of crazy niggas wanna spill flesh
But some crazy muthafuckas never sleep I'm gettin' C B banner on the beep, beep, Fill a, nigga to the rim brim Do a drive-by while I'm on a endo stem
Mix with Thunderbird, gin and juice I'm high as fuck, fuckin' with one eight seven proof Hard as a but I'm quick as fuck to drop a dime Because my boys got a nigga back prime
tata tat tat Any bitch squab it's like that 'Cause I ain't goin' out 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 and it's on Slangin' dope by the free zone Straight gangsta
Keyes over over g's I stack So you step, step with caution '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 hoes and clock g's 'Cause what a real nigga do to make a livin' The talent of was naturally given' And before I end rhyme I'd like to say to my muthafuckin' nine
I wanna say peace to my muthafuckin' nine Yeah, Ant mutha ba ba booga booga muthafuckin' Banks I wanna say what up to my G muthafuckin' mzz Nut, yeah I wanna say what up to that girl muthafuckin' B In the house, and my muthafuckin' DJ
Xtra mutha fuckin' large go on your big ass, heh heh Yeah, my nigga, MC Ant Kickin' the funky shit with muthafuckin' 1 One eight seven in the house, peace