Luyện nghe bài hát Spiceberg Slim [Intro]

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

(Spice 1)
Keepin' you like Hefner, but still John like (Gotti)
Dime like platinum all over my body
P-a-pop my collar, pull a up out my rim
Who's that gangsta? Spiceberg
Zodiac sign, bunny
Money hungry, full of power and
Real niggas fo' me and wit' me
wan' get me, I dump 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' around with the ball timers disease
no cure 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
be pervin', swervin', runnin' 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 trippin'? pimpin'?
Gangsta limpin'? Slim

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

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

(Spice 1)
Nigga you ain't gon' squash grapes in a fight
While I smash mercormeek will shine in the moon
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 emcee such and such, I'm Bossalini the Don
Recognize Spice 1 you see 'em
You don't own a strap, I break down and 'em
I'm round as a gun bare, you square as a table
And as green as the chronic I inhale (*coughing*)
I'll put one in your dome while you're multiple shots
I'm presidential Lex, you just a motherfuckin'
Mickey Mouse watch ass
Well I'm a motherfuckin' pull-a-glock nigga
Smash niggas I'm gangsta like Stacey Adams, you soft Hush Puppy
Spiceberg Slim motherfucker, can get ugly

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