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lirik lagu spice 1 - strap on the side (street remix)

[chorus]
rolling with my motherf~ckin’ strap on the side of me
don’t f~ck with the east bay g
(got a strap on the side, got a strap on the side)
rolling with my motherf~ckin’ strap on the side of me
(got a strap on the side, got a strap on the side)
don’t f~ck with the east bay g
(got a strap on the side, got a strap on the side)
rolling with my motherf~ckin’ strap on the side of me
(got a strap on the side, got a strap on the side)
don’t f~ck with the east bay g
(got a strap on the side, got a strap on the side)
rolling with my motherf~ckin’ strap on the side of me
(peace to my motherf~ckin’ 9)
don’t f~ck with the east bay g
(got a strap on the side, got a strap on the side)

[verse 1]
broke ’em down with the clip and a trigger
screamin’ like eiht, yelling, “come on, n~ggas”
nappy head motherf~ckers in a coupe de ville
lightin’ sh~t up like fire marshal bill
you see i hops on the flow like my n~gga domino
and get a big fat sack of yay~ay
a ki or a half, a motherf~ckin’ thang
pistol whip a n~gga with a ak~ay
peep this, la~di~da~di, i shot up his body
left his ass bl~~dy in the front of the party
yeah, a y~a~young n~gga rollin’ up out the cut
do a drive~by with the feds on my nuts
n~ggas be gettin’ gatted when they step to this g, see
i pulls my motherf~ckin’ uzi
and spill his brains (spill his brains), spill his brains (spill his brains)
spill his brains in his motherf~ckin’ lap
i pulls a jack (pulls a jack), pulls a jack (pulls a jack)
and shoot the heart out his motherf~ckin’ back
i come from 187, not with that ho sh~t
so n~gga, spark up the bomb so we can blow sh~t (blow sh~t)
[chorus]
rolling with my motherf~ckin’ strap on the side of me
(peace to my motherf~ckin’ 9)
don’t f~ck with the east bay g
rolling with my motherf~ckin’ strap on the side of me
(peace to my motherf~ckin’ 9)
don’t f~ck with the east bay g

[verse 2]
comin’ up at they ass like tales of the crypt, and
uz’ thing swallow that ass like lipton, n~gga
and now they try to wonder and figure
how the f~ck charles manson turned himself to a n~gga
b~uh~blast on they ass with the holes in the barrel
bullets fly in they chest like a motherf~ckin’ sparrow
’cause we get like stephen king, bodies swing from my ceiling
opens up your chest when it’s time for the cap peelin’
‘9~4, in the door with a fat gat
comin’ like this, break ’em down like that
the n~gga with the plats and a fat crack sack
po~pos on my back, blow they ass off the map
with the 1~8~7, madman k!ller
spill a n~gga guts for the f~ck, ’cause i be—

[chorus]
rolling with my motherf~ckin’ strap on the side of me
(peace to my motherf~ckin’ 9)
don’t f~ck with the east bay g
rolling with my motherf~ckin’ strap on the side of me
(peace to my motherf~ckin’ 9)
rolling with my motherf~ckin’ strap on the side of me
(peace to my motherf~ckin’ 9)
don’t f~ck with the east bay g
rolling with my motherf~ckin’ strap on the side of me
(peace to my motherf~ckin’ 9)
don’t f~ck with the east bay g
[verse 3]
it goes one for the treble but you don’t wanna floss
unless you wanna flex with my b~tch nina ross
g~uh~gat that ass with the double deuce derringer
from the bay area, the pall burier
six n~ggas carry ya, mama in hysteria
walk up to your motherf~ckin’ coffin and i stare at ya
’cause you’s a dead motherf~cker, black
and you never shoulda f~cked with the 187 fac
so knick knack paddy wack, give a g a gat
and put some bullets in that ass crack, yeah
break ’em down with the mac
and like john madden ’93, boom, he’s on his back
spice 1 is a motherf~ckin’ trooper
so say “what up” to the east bay freddy krueger
blow the head off a motherf~ckin’ cow
when my gat go off like a m~1000
take the hood off your hooptie when i bust a cap
rolling with my motherf~ckin’ strap on the side

- lirik lagu spice 1

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