Spice 1 Peace To My Nine Lyrics

It's like root beer one of a kind
Spice 1 is up in the house with the n____ta-n____ta-nine
And the clip and the trigga
m____ f___as try ta play me yet they callin' me they n____
Should I get the A.K. and jump like Jack
Or should I just reanimate the m____ f___in' Fac
My name is Spice 1, but I be comin' like I'm 2
Or maybe 3 or 4 or just a m____ f___in' crew
Late night see a drive-by drop Impala
The n____z took cover and the b____es all holla
If you think it's sick then n____ just throw up
I'm quick ta bust a cap and leave your f___in' dome toe up
Cause livin' up in the bay is lke a m____ f___in' zoo
Every n____ do whatever the f___ he gotta do
The m____ f___in' rhyme did the crime last century
Now it's on parole because my mouth's in penitentiary
But back to the ghetto you see just about it all
Rest in peace to dead n____s on the wall
The s___ it never stop because the n____ killed a cop
And now the cops are killin' the n____s 24 around clock
Around the block around the road in every ghetto
m____ f___as wanna drop me, so I'm livin' like the Devil
With the underground pound, muder facul-sound
So n____s that f___ around lay around
And before I end this rhyme
I'd like ta say peace to my m____ f___in' nine

The Nine Milimeter, The Nine Milimeter

Shootin' dice with some n____s that I didn't know
He pulled a nine when the double 4 hit the floe
I wonder why he'd wanna play me like a punk b____
I thought he knew I was the one to let the nine click
I played his a__ like Jesse James and shot him in the throat
I picked his tongue up out my mail, now I'm outty ho
I'm stressin' it's a f___ed up world "G"
I think about the s___ that I used to see
n____s runnin' 'round with the street sweepers
m____ f___as layin' dead loose change, beepers
b____es screamin' about the n____z gettin' f___ed up
f___ his b____ too, she was stuck up
187 m____ f___as that my showcase
I'll load the clip and kill a whole m____ f___in' race
I'm stressed out like a m____ f___a
b____ got me for a 20, d___ clucka
Yeah your right I'm livin' wrong "G"
And I never gave a f___ about a dope fiend family
I seen a dope fiend killed last week
Left a b_____ base pipe in the street
They burnt the b____ up in the trunk over 80 dollars
Started drivin' around the hood and I can hear her hollar
Smoke comin' from the trunk b____ burnin' up
Cops turnin' down the streets they was turnin' up
I'm hearin' shots ring out 12 o'clock at night
A car full of dead n____s in the midnight
Because it gave the cops a reason just ta shoot 'em up
But now they tape the s___ off, so yo suit 'em up
And before I end this rhyme
I'd like ta say peace to my m____ f___in' nine

The Nine Milimeter, The Nine Milimeter

The police was comin' I had ta dump the body
But like I said on the city streets I'm John Gotti
When it comes to the gangsta rap s___
I do a drive-by murder your whole click
See I'm a rebel without a pulse
Cause in my neighborhood you learn not to walk
without a nine in your draws
It's like American Express
Because a lot of crazy n____s wanna spill your flesh
But some crazy jealous m____ f___as never sleep
I'm gettin' C.B. banner on the beep, beep, beep
Fill a, n____ to the rim like brim
Do a drive-by while I'm suckin' on a Endo stem
Mix hennesey with thunderbird, Gin and juice
I'm high as f___, f___in' around with 187 proof
Hard as a nickel but I'm quick as f___ to drop a dime
Because my boys got a n____ back prime time
Rata-tata-tat-tat
Any b____ wanna squab it's like that
Cause I ain't goin' out like a f__
Got the n____ for a ounce and a Jag
Straight trip and pop the clip
Now I'm gettin' rich off his sip
Pick up my boys on the block and it's on
Slangin' dope by the drug-free zone
Straight gangsta mack
Keyes over keyes over g's I stack
So when you step, step with caution
Cause a nine to your throat 'll have ya caughin'
The S-P-I-C-E
In a rage with a gauge gettin' P-A-I-D
I ain't goin' out f___ Mickey D's
I'd rather pimp hoes and clock g's
Cause that's what a real n____ do to make a livin'
The talent of pimp was naturaly given'
So before I end this rhyme
I'd like to say, Peace to my m____ f___in' Nine

Yeah
I wanna say peace to my other m____ f___in' nine
Yeah Ant m____ f___in' ba-ba-booga-booga m____ f___in' Banks
I wanna say what up to my n____ G m____ f___in' mzz-Nut, yeah
I wanna say what up to that girl Shorty B in the m____ f___in' house
And my m____ fckin' D.J.
Xtra m____ f___in' Large go on with your big a__ heh-heh
Yeah, my n____ M.C. m____ f___in' Ant
Kickin' the funky s___ with Spice m____ f___in' 1
187 in the m____ f___in' house, Peace

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