Luyện nghe bài hát Spiceberg Slim [Intro]

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

(Spice 1)
Keepin' you like Hefner, but still John Gotti (Gotti)
Dime pieces like all over my body
P-a-pop my collar, a bleezy up out my rim
Who's that gangsta? Slim
sign, playboy bunny
Money hungry, of power and cream
Real niggas ridin' fo' me and me
wan' get me, I dump till it's empty
Don't tempt me, I'm flash like Martin off the Remy
the "Sixth Sense" I talk to dead O.G.'s
Walkin' around with the timers thug disease
no cure for this (cure for this)
And if it is I want it (want it)
I'm pimp pills, still stabbin' for sayin' blunted
Baby relax your mind let 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 black man, twenty-three rim
Who's gangsta? Spiceberg Slim
Who's trippin'? Hustla pimpin'?
Gangsta limpin'? Spiceberg

(Spice 1)
You ain't a thug, youse a phone, you 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 pack clips, you pack extra lipstick
I'ma killer, youse a couch generic 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 calibur nigga, you just a twenty-two slug
I'm you, hardwood, I'm hummer you hondi
I'ma soldier and you just a scared to die
On the fuel you it, I was real you faked it
I keep my heat in the drama while you be naked
I'm a big hundred, you just a one dollar bill
You stack half a G while I stack half a
I'm the raw and uncut while you laced up with soda (soda)
Spiceberg Slim nigga, roll if you're throwed over

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

(Spice 1)
you ain't gon' squash grapes in a fruit fight
While I smash mercormeek will in the moon light
Motherfucker I'm like a chrome twenty-three, you just a little
You one shot in a glass and I'm a fifth of hen
I'm a shark with a rim, you a tadpole in a pond
You such and such, I'm Bossalini the Don nigga
Recognize 1 when you see 'em
You own a strap, I break down and grease 'em
I'm round as a gun bare, you square as a pool
And as green as the chronic 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 pull-a-glock fast nigga
Smash niggas I'm gangsta like Stacey Adams, you soft like Hush
Spiceberg Slim motherfucker, shit can get

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