Luyện nghe bài hát Spiceberg Slim [Intro]

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

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

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

(Spice 1)
You a thug, youse a phone, you been stressin' the bum
You the in this motherfuckin' game and I'm King Kong
You think it's fuckin', I'm the shit, I'ma and youse a bitch
I pack extra clips, you pack lipstick
I'ma killer, youse a couch generic I'm high powered
You the soap on purpose in jail 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 you hondi
I'ma soldier and you a civilian scared to die
On the you take it, I was real you faked it
I my heat in the drama while you be ass-hole naked
I'm a big face hundred, you just a one dollar
You stack half a G while I stack half a
I'm the raw and while you laced up with bakin' soda (soda)
It's Spiceberg Slim nigga, roll if you're throwed

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

(Spice 1)
Nigga you ain't gon' grapes in a fruit fight
While I smash mercormeek will shine in the moon
Motherfucker I'm 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 emcee such and such, I'm the Don nigga
Recognize Spice 1 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 dome while you're missin' multiple shots
I'm presidential Lex, you a motherfuckin' swatch
Mickey Mouse ass nigga
Well I'm a motherfuckin' fast nigga
Smash niggas I'm gangsta Stacey Adams, you soft like Hush Puppy
Slim motherfucker, shit can get ugly

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