(Chorus: 1) All black man, twenty-three rim Who's that gangsta? Slim Who's that Hustla pimpin'? Gangsta limpin'? Slim
(Spice 1) Keepin' you like Hefner, but still John like (Gotti) Dime pieces like platinum all over my P-a-pop my collar, a bleezy up out my rim Who's that gangsta? Spiceberg Zodiac sign, bunny Money hungry, full of power and Real niggas ridin' fo' me and me They wan' get me, I till it's empty Don't tempt me, I'm flash like Martin went off the Like the "Sixth Sense" I to dead O.G.'s Walkin' with 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' pills, still stabbin' for sayin' blunted Baby relax your mind let your flee Rub your titties to the sound of I'll be pervin', swervin', runnin' all up on the Who the tip of the spiceberg? Spiceberg
(Chorus: 1) All black man, twenty-three rim Who's that gangsta? Spiceberg Who's that trippin'? pimpin'? limpin'? Spiceberg Slim
(Spice 1) You a thug, youse a phone, you been stressin' the bum You the monkey in this motherfuckin' 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 extra I'ma killer, youse a couch generic I'm high powered You dropped the soap on in jail up in the shower thug you get mugged, I'ma pound you one blood I'm calibur nigga, you just a twenty-two slug I'm paddin' you, hardwood, I'm you hondi soldier and you just a civilian scared to die On the fuel you take it, I was real you it I keep my heat in the drama while you be naked I'm a big face hundred, you just a one bill You stack half a G I stack half a mill I'm the raw and uncut you laced up with bakin' soda (soda) It's Spiceberg Slim nigga, if you're throwed over
(Chorus: 1) All man, twenty-three inch rim Who's that gangsta? Spiceberg Who's that Hustla pimpin'? limpin'? Spiceberg Slim
(Spice 1) Nigga you ain't gon' squash in a fruit fight I smash mercormeek will shine in the moon light Motherfucker I'm like a chrome twenty-three, you just a little You one shot in a and I'm a whole fifth of hen I'm a shark with a rim, you a tadpole in a pond You emcee such and such, I'm Bossalini the Don Spice 1 when you see 'em You don't own a strap, I break and grease 'em I'm as a gun bare, you square as a pool table And twice as green as the I inhale (*coughing*) put one in your dome while you're missin' multiple shots I'm presidential Lex, you just a motherfuckin' Mickey Mouse ass nigga Well I'm a motherfuckin' pull-a-glock nigga Smash niggas I'm gangsta Stacey Adams, you soft like Hush Puppy Spiceberg Slim motherfucker, shit can get
(Chorus: 1) All black man, twenty-three rim Who's that gangsta? Slim Who's that trippin'? pimpin'? limpin'? Spiceberg Slim All black man, twenty-three rim Who's gangsta? Spiceberg Slim Who's that Hustla pimpin'? Gangsta Spiceberg Slim