Luyện nghe bài hát Peace to My Nine

It's root beer 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

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

Late night see a by drop Impala
The took cover 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 livin' up in the bay is like a zoo
Every nigga do whatever the he gotta do
The muthafuckin' rhyme did the crime last
Now on parole because my mouth's in penitentiary

But back to the ghetto you see just it all
Rest in peace to dead on the wall
The shit it stop because the nigga killed a cop
And now the cops are killin' the twenty four around the clock
Around the block the road in every ghetto
Muthafuckas wanna

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

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

Shootin' dice with some niggas that I know
He pulled a nine when the four hit the floe
I wonder why he'd wanna 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 the shit that I used to see

Niggas 'round with the street sweepers
Muthafuckas layin' dead change, beepers
Bitches screamin' about the niggaz gettin' up
Fuck his too, she was stuck up

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

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

They burnt the up in the trunk over eighty dollars
Started drivin' 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 o'clock at night
A car full of niggas in the midnight
Because it gave the a reason just toshoot 'em up
But now tape the shit off, so yo suit 'em up
And I end this rhyme I'd like ta say
Peace to my nine

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 said on the streets I'm John Gotti
When it comes to the gangsta rap
I do a drive by murder your whole

See I'm a rebel a pulse
'Cause in my neighborhood you not to walk
Without a in your draws, it's like American Express
Because a lot of niggas wanna spill 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 Hennessey with Thunderbird, gin and
I'm high as fuck, fuckin' around with one eight proof
Hard as a nickel but I'm as fuck to drop a dime
my boys got a nigga back prime time

Rata tat tat
Any bitch squab it's like that
I ain't goin' out like 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 and it's on
Slangin' dope by the free zone
gangsta mack

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

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

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

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