(Spice 1)
Chill man
Them niggas don't understand man
They don't understand about me
Bloaw, they got my glock man, me..
You wanna hear me trip you wanna hear me trigger man
You wanna hear that shit go bloaw?
KnowI'msayin we do it like that man
We got me glock and all that shit man
Me see me?you know what me do man?
You see me do like this:
Me killin man down to they finished
Blow em brains out, chill man, with a bye-bye
Killin man down to they finished
Blow em brains out, chill man
Come again now
Smoke em like a blunt
Ya see me smokin em like a blunt
Smoke em like a blunt
Ya see givin them what dem want
Smoke em like a blunt
Ya see me smokin em like a blunt
Smoke em like a blunt
Ya see givin them what dem want
Me killin man down to they finished
Blow em brains out, chill man
Bloaw, the nigga Short Dog in the house
We out smokin him, smokin the ganja man
We don't give a fuck about the cops man
Fuck the 5-0 man, piggy in a blanket man
Me see like this
We do some Reggae shit man
We do a little bit like this
Me tellin em like this man, me say:
Smoke em like a blunt
Ya see givin them what dem want
Smoke em like a blunt
Ya see me smokin em like a blunt, come again now
Got to let them squabble let the Reggae Sunsplasha
Let them leg in the fields spliff up in his ass-a
Got a Tech-millimeter see me bout to put in word
Found my nigga down the street me see him jockin for his bird
Jockin for his bird yo was like 1, 2, 3
The giddily giggy gangsta S-P-I-C-E, come again now
I-C-E is see me jockin for his bird, bloaw, bloaw
Me blow him down like a, bloaw, bloaw, with a bye-bye
Bloaw, me say the 187 Fac is in the house man-acap
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