you know what I'm sayin' Ant Banks kickin' it wit the boy Spice 1 Comin' at your dome, hey Spice let it be Known" [Verse 1: Spice 1] Spice 1 with the
it 1000 you know my motto nigga Don't just talk it, be about it You talk it, but we about it We do it, you read about it Leave 'em don't speak about
pinch of sugar And a dash of spice I'll let ya lick the spoon Because it tastes so nice I'll keep it in my oven 'Til it's good and hot Keep on
die, you hoes can try to murder me and get me And if I kick the fuck it nigga, fuck it you kicking it with me Cause I'ma be drama best to put to the
i'll be slangin these thangs till the break of dawn Gotta make my ends, Then it's time to take it home Got some hoochies on my pager It's major, Let me
Boom boom motherfucker and it don't stop Fuck a cop pass the glock and it won't stop If ya ready for my flow hit me (Hoooooooo!) X3 Stop fronting motherfucker let
Let's go, let's go, let's so, c'mon [Verse 1 - Eightball] Straight from the underground, fat boy from the mound Spit it how I live it, keep it gutter
it very spiced and Tasty You really cant help but to move your body crazy You feelin suntin and I know you jus cant help it And I know what you're relievin
it very spiced n Tasty You really cant help but to move your body crazy You feelin suntin n I know you jus cant help it And I know what ur relievin [
took, thinking it can't happen to you and then it do off crooked schemes its just a dream floating face down in the mainstream Chorus: Think it
we veterans And better than you young cheesy cheddermen, bouncin' cross the nation And you home watchin' Letterman. I'm the nigga that got'em listenin' I know it's sickenin' to know
[Verse 1] I'm stackin,rappin but if I just so happen was itI probably would be posted up thugin, sellin crack are somethin I had 2 leave it alone cause
it 1000 you know my motto n-gga don?t just talk it, be about it you talk it, but we about it we do it, you read about it leave ?em don?t speak about
importantly it's influencing our minors And destroying our communities Officials say, "He's the Lord of underground rap And his music must be stopped
) Camaro I had 'em shook like coach on Reggie Bush With that 4-5 coat hanger, bang em and let me push I used to get my ass wooped for listenin to spice 1
got 5 on it (Got it good) Grab your fo', let's get keyed I got 5 on it Messin' with that endo weed I got 5 on it (Got it good) It's got me stuck, cannot
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-blue betty cracker made it better poindex
looking sweet Shorty dress hot from her head to her feet. (Verse.1) Sweet sexy sweet and nice Sweet sweet like sugar sweet sweet like spice Want you be my honey girl Want you be
