Luyện nghe bài hát Spiceberg Slim [Intro]

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

(Spice 1)
Keepin' you like Hefner, but still like Gotti (Gotti)
Dime pieces like platinum all over my
my collar, pull a bleezy up out my rim
Who's that gangsta? Slim
Zodiac sign, bunny
Money hungry, full of and cream
Real niggas ridin' fo' me and me
They get me, I dump till it's empty
Don't tempt me, I'm flash like Martin off the Remy
Like the "Sixth Sense" I talk to O.G.'s
around with the ball timers thug disease
Ain't no for this (cure for this)
And if it is I want it (want it)
I'm poppin' pimp pills, still for sayin' blunted
relax your mind let your conscience flee
Rub your titties to the sound of
I'll be pervin', swervin', all up on the curb
Who the tip of the spiceberg? Slim

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

(Spice 1)
You ain't a thug, a phone, you been stressin' the bum
You the monkey in motherfuckin' game 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 the soap on purpose in jail up in the shower
thug 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 you hondi
I'ma and you just a civilian scared to die
On the fuel you take it, I was 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 half a G while I stack half a mill
I'm the raw and uncut you laced up with bakin' soda (soda)
Spiceberg Slim nigga, roll if you're throwed over

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

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

(Chorus: 1)
All black man, inch rim
that gangsta? Spiceberg Slim
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'? Spiceberg