Текст песни Spice 1 - Runnin` Out Da Crackhouse
Spice 1 - Runnin` Out Da Crackhouse слова песни
My old school homie took a fallHis blood hit the muthafuckin wallRan to the trunk and got the AK cause the funk was onIt felt like Christmas DayI got a present and it come with a banana clipSanta Claus muthafucka meet the hollow tipBut let me get to the trunk so they fucked upNow I`m `bout to explode, niggas suckin chrome upKick down the door and started sprayingMy nigga on the ground eyes wide open dead layin`Busted a nigga in the back rat-a-tat-tatHis blood hit the floor firstI heard his back crackSounds of a muthafuckin murder, the ghetto got me insaneTo my damn brainNever leavin the house without my Glock nineYou can`t stop crime so I`ma cock mineThe other nigga had a baby mackAnd he was off the crackHe shot and missed and I shot backBut we both hit the floor, what the fuck forI caught a bullet up in my chest and I didn`t knowBut the bulletproof vest was on GSo I kept buckin at his ass like a donkeyAnd when I tried to run and get outThe pig put the Glock to my mouthAs I was...Runnin out da crackhouse out da crackhouseRunnin out da crackhouse out da crackhouseRunnin out da crackhouse out da crackhouseRunnin out da muthafuckin crackhouseCop had his finger on the muthafuckin triggaScreamin some shit about a barbecued niggaI had a pocket full of `cane and a bloody gatI went insane when they blasted my cutty mackHe was my potna like En Vogue wish he hold onBut I don`t think he`ll be alive for too much longI dropped the Glock with a puzzle look on my face Cuz now I`m stuck with the dope and fuckin murder caseThey threw me in the car and told me they that wanted a cutAnd if I try to get away a motherfucker stuckExcuse me officer but you can suck a nigga dickHe looked me in the eye and told his potna get the bitchSlobberin at the mouth, muthafuckin K-9Put it in my face told me not to waste timeWhat`s my name? Spice muthafuckin AceYelled fuck the pig, spit a loogey in his faceHe let that goddamn K-9 goMe and that bitch had it out on the floorIt went on for five minutes or lessTeeth marks on my muthafuckin neck and chestHe took me down to the countyI`m seein` pictures of my niggas on the wall for the bountyI walked in with blood on my pants andNiggas lookin at me like a black Charles MansonAnd I still had dope in my mouth cuz I`m fresh out da crackhouseOut the crackhouseRunnin out da crackhouse out da crackhouseRunnin out da crackhouse out da crackhouseRunnin out da crackhouse out da crackhouseRunnin out da muthafuckin crackhouse