(prodeje)
Go on, remember that sh** you was kickin off
Peace to my motherf**in nine
(spice-1)
Yeah i remember that old sh**
(prodeje)
So are you gonna kick some of that sh** on your new album or what?
(spice-1)
Yeah, i'm gonna kick some of that sh**
But ah, partner i don't even f** with the nine no more half
(prodeje)
Man don't you know the nina is the sh**?
(spice-1)
Motherf**er, one e-c-i-p-s is like a murderer
P-e-a-c-e to my motherf**in nine servin ya
Cause i don't give a f** who you are
Want an autograph bullet you can call me shootin star, n***a
I'm makin the murda sh** to kick you in your a** a bit
380 puckin up on that a** come and test me b**h
You don't know who the f** you're steppin to my n***a row
I'll bust a cap and leave that a** dead by the do'
My chrome is shining like new money and it's kinda funny
I keep one bullet up in the chamber (????) sunny
Five and a piggy dumb, dumb bullets to his hollow tip
Thinkin 187 proof n***a come take a sip
I'm sick, as f** i'll do a drive-by in a black hearse
And leave yo in the street for homicide i think 380 burst
187 on an undercover p-i-g
They better duck when they see the chrome 3-ad
I'm thin as see i'm suicidal i don't give a f**
So if my face wrinkle up everybody duck
I rush a n***a bust a bigger hole in his a**
Cause hollow tip will fight a booty hoe when i blast
The bullet f**ed ya when i bucked ya it was instant d**h
187,000 g motherf**er rest
The n***a tried to flip and unload the clip, i did the gangsta sh**
(chorus: spice-1)
380 on that a** b**h
B-blast at 380 (everybody duck)
n***as look crazy
B-blast at 380 (everybody duck)
N-n***as look crazy
(spice-1)
Me hit the block with my 3-ad
Them n***as ballin lookin kinda shady
They owe me money and they better pay me
My sh** will f** up ya posse with the s-c-c
380 talkin to me tellin me blow a n***a back
So listen closely to the echo of the clap
Hit the motherf**in blocks and my n***as
My motherf**in n***as with they fingers on the triggers
So now i gotta smob and p-p-p-pop, pop
And buck with that 380 until a motherf**er drop
It's in my car boy slammed it on a under-tip
I used to k** a motherf**er for his blunted grip
I let my cousin use the sh** to jack the dana-danes
A g-t-a with jackin n***a left the bloodstain
On the seat of the car he thought i was a star
Said i was a studio gangsta so i shot his jaw
(chorus: spice-1)
380 on that a** b**h
B-blast at 380 (everybody duck)
n***as look crazy
B-blast at 380 (everybody duck)
N-n***as look crazy
B-blast at 380 (everybody duck)
n***as look crazy
B-blast at 380 (everybody duck)
N-n***as look crazy
(prodeje)
So why you quit f**in with the nine?
(spice-1)
I got love for nina g but she won't fit in my motherf**in top
(havikk)
Don't you know that n***a prod and hav f** with the nine and the 380?
(havoc)
I blow a n***as a** to hell that's why i bust so deep
I pack a f**in 3-8-0 up in my motherf**in sleep
I'll split your skull and mail your brains to your mama fool
380 leavin motherf**ers in a blood pool
So chase your sk** better yet n***a run and hide
I do a n***a on the slide when i hoop ride
So n***a smilin eat the shells from the a-t-v
Or many yet build the caps down with the faculty
(havikk)
I'm ready to k** a n***a, quick i'm ready to k** a n***a
187 ways to heaven when i drill a n***a
Then k** a daisy motherf**ers with the pistol grippin
They a** is trippin because the nina gave that a** a whippin
The back-street way yard six feet digger
Loced out with the nine makin that a** shiver
The murders watch quickly smoked up
Buck, buck, block, block, bang, boom, boom n***as over
(prodeje)
I'll grab your heart and squeeze the motherf**er till it bursts
And tie your corpse to the bumper of my homies hearse
I pack a nine but yo i'm down to pack a 3-8-0
And pump some motherf**in slugs up in yo' an*s hole
So punk ?look up? cause the s-p-i-c-e is strapped
And leave your brains pole sating in your f**in lap
(havikk)
The cartel is for the k**ers the mobb piece rhymester giggy cap peelers
The giddily f**in faculty the prodeje the k**ers be the smokin n***a quicker
380's on that a**hole n***a
(chorus: spice-1)
B-blast at 380
n***as look crazy (everybody duck)
B-blast at 380
N-n***as look crazy (everybody duck)
B-blast at 380
N-n***as look crazy (everybody duck)
B-blast at 380
N-n***as look crazy (everybody duck)