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Spice 1 Busta S Can T See Me

these busta's can't see me [Chorus: Spice 1] Busta's can't see me my uzi goes bang! (SHAME!!) Busta's can't see me my uzi goes bang! (SHAME!!) Busta'

The Game:] California ain't a state it's a army Motherfuckers ain't gon learn till the chronic blunt don't burn And you can't see nothin but the ghetto

For the bullshit they done to me Gangsta Nip, Spice 1 or 2Pac never gave a gun to me So gangsta rap ain't done shit for that I've even seen white folks

's got me stuck, cannot go back I got 5 on it Potnah, let's go half on a sack Yeah, whassup baby? It's me, your boy with the kick that's always tight

whole town loves me An every event I'm sacked up So if ya need me, scream double R when ya see me I got five on it, grab ya four, let's get keyed I

whole town loves me An every event I'm sacked up So if ya need me, scream double R when ya see me I got five on it, grab ya four, let's get keyed I

lucky so here's your end friend I sets the show ain't brocoli and rice the newer to the new not the old spice mind over matter it's got a true-school-

cheddar Yo, what's a battle emcee that can't freestyle? All those references to imaginary emcee's, come battle me Remember in Boston, you starting calling fools out? And when emcee's

m Ad Rock and I shock and I tick and I tock And I can't stop with the body rock See I've got heart like John Starks, hitting mad sparks Pass me the mic