*burp*
Aw s**t
One of them fake a*s answer machines again
1 800 fake a**-answer machine
*dial tone*
Mi ni mi pickin up da phone to hear da ring a ding ling a
Mi hope ya not a cop cause mi be slingin dem things a
Da n***as up on mi block dey got much love for da game a
Jah man just put your hands up if you slingin da caine a
Mi got to get mi propers if it snow shine or rain a
Mi pockets got di bumps cause mi so sick in da game a
Gafflin muthaf**kas sellin em rocks on da streets a
Ya want your money back ya got to meet millimeter
Mi maxin up on the block with dis n***a from the Fac a
Mi gots mi cellular phone in the bushes was mi gat a
Ya can't f**k with mi posse cause mi posse be strapped
Ya want your *** Xtra Large'll you a fat 20 sack a
The 187 the Faculty is back up in the house a
So roll up da canibus and put it up in your mouth a
Geah man
Ha ha
Yeah you tight with all that gangsta s**t partner right
But I heard you ain't the n***a you claim to be right
You one of them studio gangsta muthaf**kas
So what's up with that n***a
Giggagiggada gangsta giggaggida gangsta
S p I c e is a real one and not a pranksta
Mi like to bust bang shootin em up mi Glocks hang
Shootin out da window of mi drop top Mustang
Aim for da chest while Ant Banks hold di clip
Mi buckin em down mi buckin em down cause for mi kilo mi killa
Roll up a 20 sack call mi da gangsta mack
Look down da street and you see me n***a slingin crack
The d**eman set up shop on mi block
So call 187 line and order your rock a
Geah man
Ah yeah
This ah
Liquor Store Willie ah
I wanna
I want some for 10 dollars
Can you do somethin for me for 10
Mi n***a Ant Banks come down with di funky breakdown
*inhaling coughing*
D**n man
This *** gets you f**ked up man
Geah
Mi need lick up another 20 sack
Geah man
Mi kickin da rasta s**t but mi not Shabba Ranks a
Mi Spice 1 di muthaf**kin gangsta
Mi smokin da dank and it just might make mi kill ya
If you comin at me talkin about sinsemilia
Mi n***a G Nut put together Endonesia
Mi call it Gaja give me some fire a
Can't lit di ashes hits me in mi eye a
Before mi lead bust got to get mi headrush
Even though Endonesia make me nervous
Mi got mi nine and mi coolin up on di block
Play mi for a fool mi take his chest with mi Glock
Let dem n***as know not to be rushin mi knot
So call 1 800 line and order your rock
Geah man
Uh yeah
Uh this eh
Suck Your d**k Sally from the liquor store down the block
Uh I ain't got no money but I'll suck your d**k for a 10 piece
Before mi lay mi start let mi say peace to mi nine
Cause in mi neighborhood young n***as do di crime
It's a ghetto thang to the East Bay Gangsta
The city streets make a n***a want to shank ya
Break yourself now you f**ked in the game
The killin dance is a godd**n shame
Money or murder it's 187 proof a
So Ant Banks bust da gin and da juice a
Mi signed with Jive now mi Jive a*s n***a
Break down di doja roll it up a little bigger
Mi watch da b***hes cause da b***hes a gold digger
So D the Poet won't you pass mi the liquor
The d**eman set up shop on mi block
So call 1 800 and order your rocks
Geah man
Ah no Spice
I don't want no rocks and s**t man
I'm callin cause I heard you was a fake a*s studio gangster
Ain't never had a gun
Ain't never been to jail
Ain't never shot a muthaf**ka
And I'm just tired of this fake a*s s**t you kickin all over this tape
I'm tired of it man I'm tired of it
I ain't buyin it
F**k that s**t
You fake partner
F**k that
F**k that
I'm out man