Spice 1 City Streets Lyrics

Yeah
Spice m____fuckin One
Coolin in Cali
Kickin that gangsta s___
You get with it?

[ VERSE 1 ]
Hopped in my Blazer, mashed off and left a boy in his car, then
Tagged him with the skull and bones, cause he be soften
Hollow like a head without no brains inside
And his girl was so d___ small, you had to strain your eyes
Got to the corner, hit a left, seen the HPD
That's when I knew that they were after S-p-i-c-e
Turned up my music and dashed, goin 90, I mashed
Bullet holes all in my window from a 12-gauge blast
He was all on my a__, I had to think real fast
Hooked a left, all of a sudden heard a boom and a crash
Tried to catch the cold, sold the devil his soul
Had his car and his face wrapped around a pole
With my vogues still smokin hit 580 to Oakland
Still upset with the police because my window was broken
But my beat was still b__pin and my amp was still pumpin
And my nine was in my lap if any funk was jumpin
Got the 20th and Nice as I kicked my tune
Hooked a left on 23rd and seen my homeboy June
Jumped straight out like an arrow, had more gold than the pharaoh
Had my Nikey sweat suit on and it was read like a sparrow
I told him what had happened and he already knew
He said, "You got a little funky with a fake-a__ crew
The bass went boom and your gun went bang
And all you could see was flames"
At that very moment c__e and Ray started laughin
And slapped each other's hands and said, "It's all about blastin"
In the city streets

City streets

[ VERSE 2 ]
Kickin it at the park shootin c___s with some homies
My first roll was a 7, so n____s can't get on me
So since my point is 4, I left a Little Joe
I'm kissin on the dice and I'm pimpin em like my hoe
So then I roll again, I'm f___in with Big Ben
Now I ain't fade jack because I'm knockin with that ten
I picked up the dice, shook em up and rolled once mo'
What came out the do'? Whaddaya know, I hit that 4
f___in with the dank I'm hearin Marvin Gaye's oldies
Fadin another 20, took a sip of my 40
There go my homie G-Nut with the gin and the juice
My n____'s always f___in with that 187 proof
I took a big-a__ gulp and feelin quite tipsy
Knowin I'm like this these n____s try to cheat me
Huh, they can't get with me, I put em in his place
Then G-Nut threw the gin and busted a n____ in his face
I thought it was quite funny, and I began to smirk
The fat-a__ n____s face was grounded lyin in the dirt
So I picked up my mail, and I'm about to go
Cause I'm about that mo' money, mo' money, mo'
Now homie on his face, he rolled over just like that
And said, "This is a jack, gimme all my f___in money back"
I act like I was scared, gave his money back fast
And when he tried to leave, I busted a cap up in his a__
These n____s out the kitchen if you can't take the heat
Cause m____fuckas gank ya, shank ya, sank ya in the city streets

The city streets

[ VERSE 3 ]
A few weeks back I robbed a n____ for a ki
Kickin it on the block, slingin d to o-p-e
Yo, runnin from the five-o, you think this s___ is funny
By any means necessary I must make my money
If n____s try to fade me, I pull out my nine
And pop-pop-pop-pop a n____ from behind
In this world of madness m____fuckas die
n____s sling and bang, and b____es always lie
So I choose to be murderous and chop up n____s' bodies
And set like an example, a villain like John Gotti
The m____fuckin gangsta S-p-i-c-e
They ring my mobile phone, now who the f___ could that be?
b____, I said don't call me, I'm busy clockin g's
I thought it was the fuzz, but some n____s told me 'freeze!'
The barrel was my back, it's a m____fuckin jack
I knew I shoulda packed, I ain't goin out like that
These n____s caught me slippin, and f___ a yellow sack
n____s must be trippin cause they Daytons touch my back
I hopped out of my s___ and told him go ahead
And when he tried to leave I busted a cap up in his head
With blood all over his face is how the homie fled
I dragged him out the car and filled his corpse full of lead
These n____s out the kitchen if you can't take the heat
Cause b____, I'm a gangsta, shank ya, sank ya in the city streets

Aight, Banks
Let's pack the s___ up, mayn

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