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(*several coughs*) (*inhales*)

(intro)
Yeah, hahahaha, we's black again from the face down in the huh, huh
from tellin nigga jokes (oh shit, ain't about a bitch), yeah

(spice 1)
I got your mama up in the shoop of my hooptie, what I do with the bitch?
I think I want to her in a ditch, cause I'm the kidnapper
Body-snatcher, witness killer, special deliver, from murder to dough nigga
Open it up and you'll be starin down a rarer, rarer desert eagle fo-fo
I'll split flow it's time to bail, stick and move, dip and dive
It ain't no trace, just a bullet enlodged up in your face
I knew a nigga who always black
Said he was an o.g. shot up some niggas with macks
Said he had a drama with some high powered killers
And the nigga that watched his back, he said he'll me some scriller
So he through the city, hittin party's and clubs
Cause so called o.g. motherfuckers finally showed up
These bastards opened fire in the middle of the
Blow to the and put my mack and aimed the legs and body (oh shit, God damn)

(chorus)
Kick to the tales of the niggas who got on
(punk ass motherfuckers)
(nigga, that nigga, straightly smoked)
Kick to the tales of the niggas who got on
to the tales of the niggas who got crept on

(spice 1)
I hit two niggas up in the and one in the knee
Ain't nothin but the hog in me
So i's bail to my with the triple gold bangers
Your run on members, and still got one up in the chamber
I told my nigga to bring his ass on
Cause if he's stylin, the motherfuckers the two won't be long
They comin, so hit the dirt and try to to the villians (niggas)
These fools is some killers and I can see they really want this
Musta fucked em on paper or somethin sick
Whatever it is these want to bury his dick
Got in the caddy and raced up out the scene
Looked some gangsta shit you see up on the tv screen
But it no cut, just actin live, niggas die
Drug related killers, switcher on time
See real can be swept on
I'm tales of the niggas who got crept on

(chorus)
(shit), kick to the tales of the niggas who got on
(go nigga, police lookin and nigga)
Kick to the of the niggas who got crept on
(fuck you nigga, firin up a joint, motherfuckin...)
to the tales of the niggas who got crept on
(fuck is wrong with )

(spice 1)
We chopped it up, my partner had some
50 g's to creep on the niggas that to kill us up that fuckin club
25 are and 25 are for the killin
For that of money I'll have the blood up on the fuckin ceilin
Now the slaughter is to begin
Mini 14's, six and some motherfuckin mack 10's
Infra-red, silencer, I'll ya, cut off ya p-g-a and a massacre
Everybody, can't no nigga diss me
you sent to the club, with some motherfuckin pussy (pussy)
I'm feelin, hit the hospital do they ass
I em down to his basement and then I stabbed his ass
Screams the night, the nigga never heard I kill with a routin
got him for a couple of birds
So then I up into the i-c-u, I see you livin too long
Nigga you crept on, life gone

(spice 1)
Yeah nigga, got shit just for you
Special can catch shit you on, uncut herion nigga
Straighten your motherfuckin nigga
Yeah nigga, you this shit huh nigga, suffer nigga
motherfucker, yeah, take a good dose of the shit, nigga
Yeah, yeah you feelin it huh, can't breathe, what you can't breathe
Somethin what, what, huh, huh, what, what, huh, huh, huh, what
Oh, thought you somethin, hahahaha...