Spice 1 - 380 On That Ass lyrics

(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)