Sl-sl-slugs, sl-sl-slugs Sl-sl-slugs, sl-sl-slugs Sl-sl-slugs, sl-sl-slugs Sl-sl-slugs, sl-sl-slugs Sl-sl-slugs, sl-sl-slugs [CHORUS x3] Them nigga
(feat. Spice 1) [Spice 1:] We don't fuck around, we hit a nigga up with them desert eagles 187 hero Z-Ro, and Fetty Chico Blooow, I'm a jedi in these
(feat. Pimp C, Spice 1 & Vicious) [Pimp C:] Uh, the damn place made me crazy I don't care about nothing but my daddy my granny, my bitch and my babies
(feat. Spice 1) [Verse 1: 2Pac] It seems I can't turn back I'm walkin round strapped can't sleep, My enemies want me gat Call my mama and they scream
slugs from the stub for offendin me Nuthin but the gangsta in me Chorus: Nuthin but the gangsta, geyeah (3x) Spice 1 come down Verse two: spice 1
-ba-ba-ba-bye Them slugs couldn't spill me, them niggaz shoulda killed me Now I wanna know who they are When I put some slugs in them niggaz kill 'em
fuck about a cop I do my talkin' with a 12-gauge buckshot Like Spice 1 I'm just a giggity-giggity gangsta And keepin' a motherfuckin' slug up in the
Verse 1 [Spice 1] bailin out the cut wit 2 dime pieces, keep killas like pitbulls on leashes, aint no muthafuckin suckas, nigga my soilders elite, its
(Chorus: Spice 1) All black man, twenty-three inch rim Who's that gangsta? Spiceberg Slim Who's that trippin'? Hustla pimpin'? Gangsta limpin'? Spiceberg
this shit she hit me with Knowin she the Feds and all, wit her hands on my balls Started huggin and kissin, even though she the Feds Put my hand on her ass, she caught a slug
no time for dem future Come short wit me 9 milimeter Body beater, doesn't pick up Fully automatic collar point beater, uhh [repeat] [Verse 1: Spice 1
1-8-7 1-8-7 1-8-7 1-8-7 1-8-7 1-8-7 1-8-7 1-8-7 1-8-7 1-8-7 1-8-7 1-8-7 1-8-7 1-8-7 1-8-7 1-8-7 1-8-7 [Outro: Spice 1] Capping your ass for the 94,
motherfuckin nine (spice-1) Yeah I remember that old shit (prodeje) So are you gonna kick some of that shit on your new album or what? (spice-1) Yeah
need to quit Sprinkle a motherfucker that will leave you split Tore back ass out bringing you your hat Flat broke, talking about fuck that nigga S P I But you can't go one on one Spice 1
Back in your muthafuckin face Rollin in my muthafuckin chicken coupe Muthafuckin black-on-black caddy Triple gold d's and shit Spice muthafuckin one
carea 1 8 7, 1 8 7, 1 8 7, 1 8 7, 1 8 7, 1 8 7, 1 8 7, 1 8 7 1 8 7, 1 8 7, 1 8 7, 1 8 7, 1 8 7, 1 8 7, 1 8 7, 1 8 7, 1 8 7 Capping your ass for the
homie and the yae, yo man But fuck it I'ma keep the cheese My partners eyes wide open Nigga layin' there one breath too short But each time ya nigga Spice 1
on the microphone Sp-spice 1 kickin' shit to mass A Hennessy lemon squeeze and bubble bath You see that's the life that I lead I put a slug in a nigga
