Текст песни Spice 1 - Spiceberg Slim [Intro], слова песни Spice 1

Текст песни Spice 1 - Spiceberg Slim [Intro]

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(Chorus: Spice 1)All black man, twenty-three inch rimWho`s that gangsta? Spiceberg SlimWho`s that trippin`? Hustla pimpin`?Gangsta limpin`? Spiceberg Slim(Spice 1)Keepin` you like Hefner, but still John like Gotti (Gotti)Dime pieces like platinum all over my bodyP-a-pop my collar, pull a bleezy up out my rimWho`s that gangsta? Spiceberg SlimZodiac sign, playboy bunnyMoney hungry, full of power and creamReal niggas ridin` fo` me and wit` meThey wan` get me, I dump till it`s emptyDon`t tempt me, I`m flash like Martin went off the RemyLike the "Sixth Sense" I talk to dead O.G.`sWalkin` around with the ball timers thug diseaseAin`t no cure for this (cure for this)And if it is I don`t want it (want it)I`m poppin` pimp pills, still stabbin` for sayin` bluntedBaby relax your mind let your conscience fleeRub your titties to the sound of S-P-I-C-EI`ll be pervin`, swervin`, runnin` all up on the curbWho the tip of the spiceberg? Spiceberg Slim(Chorus: Spice 1)All black man, twenty-three inch rimWho`s that gangsta? Spiceberg SlimWho`s that trippin`? Hustla pimpin`?Gangsta limpin`? Spiceberg Slim(Spice 1)You ain`t a thug, youse a phone, you been stressin` the bumYou the monkey in this motherfuckin` game and I`m King KongYou think it`s fuckin`, I`m the shit, I`ma gangsta and youse a bitchI pack extra clips, you pack extra lipstickI`ma killer, youse a couch with generic I`m high poweredYou dropped the soap on purpose in jail up in the showerI`ma thug you get mugged, I`ma pound you one bloodI`m fifty calibur nigga, you just a twenty-two slugI`m paddin` you, hardwood, I`m hummer you hondiI`ma soldier and you just a civilian scared to dieOn the fuel you take it, I was real you faked itI keep my heat in the drama while you be ass-hole nakedI`m a big face hundred, you just a one dollar billYou stack half a G while I stack half a millI`m the raw and uncut while you laced up with bakin` soda (soda)It`s Spiceberg Slim nigga, roll if you`re throwed over(Chorus: Spice 1)All black man, twenty-three inch rimWho`s that gangsta? Spiceberg SlimWho`s that trippin`? Hustla pimpin`?Gangsta limpin`? Spiceberg Slim(Spice 1)Nigga you ain`t gon` squash grapes in a fruit fightWhile I smash mercormeek will shine in the moon lightMotherfucker I`m like a chrome twenty-three, you just a little tin-tinYou one shot in a glass and I`m a whole fifth of henI`m a shark with a rim, you just a tadpole in a pondYou emcee such and such, I`m Bossalini the Don niggaRecognize Spice 1 when you see `emYou don`t own a strap, I break down and grease `emI`m round as a gun bare, you square as a pool tableAnd twice as green as the chronic I inhale (*coughing*)I`ll put one in your dome while you`re missin` multiple shotsI`m presidential Lex, you just a motherfuckin` swatchMickey Mouse watch ass niggaWell I`m a motherfuckin` pull-a-glock fast niggaSmash niggas I`m gangsta like Stacey Adams, you soft like Hush PuppySpiceberg Slim motherfucker, shit can get ugly(Chorus: Spice 1)All black man, twenty-three inch rimWho`s that gangsta? Spiceberg SlimWho`s that trippin`? Hustla pimpin`?Gangsta limpin`? Spiceberg SlimAll black man, twenty-three inch rimWho`s that gangsta? Spiceberg SlimWho`s that trippin`? Hustla pimpin`?Gangsta limpin`? Spiceberg Slim

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