Luyện nghe bài hát Spiceberg Slim [Intro]

(Chorus: 1)
All black man, inch rim
Who's that gangsta? Spiceberg
Who's that trippin'? pimpin'?
limpin'? Spiceberg Slim

(Spice 1)
Keepin' you like Hefner, but still John Gotti (Gotti)
Dime pieces like platinum all my body
my collar, pull a bleezy up out my rim
Who's gangsta? Spiceberg Slim
sign, playboy bunny
Money hungry, of power and cream
Real ridin' fo' me and wit' me
They wan' get me, I dump till empty
Don't tempt me, I'm flash like went off the Remy
Like the "Sixth Sense" I talk to O.G.'s
Walkin' around the ball timers thug disease
Ain't no cure for (cure for this)
And if it is I want it (want it)
I'm poppin' pimp pills, still stabbin' for sayin'
relax your mind let your conscience flee
Rub titties to the sound of S-P-I-C-E
be pervin', swervin', runnin' all up on the curb
Who the tip of the spiceberg? Slim

(Chorus: 1)
All man, twenty-three inch rim
Who's that gangsta? Slim
Who's that trippin'? pimpin'?
Gangsta limpin'? Spiceberg

(Spice 1)
You ain't a thug, youse a phone, you been the bum
You the monkey in this motherfuckin' and I'm King Kong
You it's fuckin', I'm the shit, I'ma gangsta and youse a bitch
I extra clips, you pack extra lipstick
I'ma killer, youse a couch with I'm high powered
You dropped the soap on purpose in up in the shower
I'ma you get mugged, I'ma pound you one blood
I'm fifty nigga, you just a twenty-two slug
I'm paddin' you, hardwood, I'm hummer you
I'ma soldier and you a civilian scared to die
On the fuel you it, I was real you faked it
I keep my heat in the drama while you be ass-hole
I'm a big face hundred, you a one dollar bill
You stack half a G while I half a mill
I'm the raw and uncut while you laced up bakin' soda (soda)
It's Spiceberg nigga, roll if you're throwed over

(Chorus: 1)
All man, twenty-three inch rim
Who's that gangsta? Spiceberg
Who's that trippin'? Hustla
Gangsta Spiceberg Slim

(Spice 1)
Nigga you ain't gon' grapes in a fruit fight
While I smash mercormeek will shine in the light
Motherfucker I'm like a chrome twenty-three, you a little tin-tin
You one shot in a glass and I'm a whole of hen
I'm a shark with a rim, you a tadpole in a pond
You emcee such and such, I'm the Don nigga
Recognize Spice 1 you see 'em
You don't own a strap, I break down and 'em
I'm as a gun bare, you square as a pool table
And twice as green as the I inhale (*coughing*)
I'll put one in your while you're missin' multiple shots
I'm presidential Lex, you just a swatch
Mickey Mouse watch ass
Well I'm a pull-a-glock fast nigga
Smash niggas I'm gangsta like Stacey Adams, you soft like Puppy
Spiceberg motherfucker, shit can get ugly

(Chorus: 1)
All black man, twenty-three rim
Who's that gangsta? Spiceberg
Who's trippin'? Hustla pimpin'?
limpin'? Spiceberg Slim
All man, twenty-three inch rim
Who's that gangsta? Spiceberg
Who's trippin'? Hustla pimpin'?
Gangsta limpin'? Slim