f/ Jayo Felony
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(Intro: Jayo Felony & Spice 1)
Yeah, Spice 1, Jayo
It's on there (Blaow!)
(yeah what's really pimpin'?
I mean, I mean, I mean what you mean
Sure got a nigga fucked up (fucked up)
Just takin' it gangsta for a reason)
(Spice 1)
Old school like Wrangler, rough and rugged
Got my AK in the air, these busters screamin' I'm fakin' (Blaow!)
W-a-wild ass nigga, b-a-born to die
Point the Infra-Red beam right on your eye
It'll come slack, cause my family is stone - cold killers
So vest make sure that it's on still on niggas
With the ass of the gat, make them back that up
My SWAT Team swung on that ass like nigga what (WHAT!?!)
Without the motherfuckin' gat and get to cappin'
Got niggas throwin' they hands up and I ain't even rappin'
Get my weight like Champagne, I hit 'em with bang, bang
It's Speezy Ace givin' a fuck by the damn thang
World wide like dot com, you know my name
Get sacked on, peepin' my enemies carry glock form
Gotta show 'em I ain't no fake rap nigga
It's Spice 1, two to the dome, straight killer
Niggas lucky that I'm rappin'
(Chorus: Spice 1)
You niggas lucky that I'm rappin'
Cause if it wasn't for this rappin'
I'll be jackin' - steady smashin'
Partner tryin' to see what's happenin'
Please believe you niggas lucky that I'm rappin'
(Jayo Felony)
Spice, they know when not to fuck with us
these tricks'll get jacked
Takin' bitches down while I put my hood up on the mat
I'm from that mad ass four-seven n-hood seed rippin'
SDC crippin', test me and see slippin'
Set trippin' on you niggas from the giddy up
like you ain't never seen a crip take your city up, BITCH!!
Rich rollin', when you see me stall
All crips don't C-Walk and that's G talk
Throw up the phone, rap that bring your city through the mud
I'm tossin' up seeds in a city full of bloods
And it still crip and die and my alais is Mad Guy
Any record label put your money up and just die
I'm sherned out in my boxers, chokes on the corner I don't rid
Like momma look what the world did to God's kids
Came back to my senses, got in the hooptie and slid
And realised damn cuz, I'm the motherfuckin' shit, BITCH!!
(Chorus: Spice 1)
You niggas lucky that I'm rappin'
Cause if it wasn't for this rappin'
I'll be jackin' - steady smashin'
Partner tryin' to see what's happenin'
Please believe you niggas lucky that I'm rappin'
(Spice 1)
I stay in Cali for the cream cheese
But a nigga got