Текст песни Tales of the Niggas Who Got Crept On - Spice 1
Shit,
hahahaha
What's
black
and
blue
floating
face
down
in
the
river
huh
(what,
where?)
Mark
Furman
tellin'
nigga
jokes
(Oh
shit,
ain't
about
a
bitch)
Yeah
I
got
your
mama
up
in
the
trunk
of
my
hoptie
(let
me
out)
What
should
I
do
with
the
bitch?
I
think
I
want
to
dump
her
in
a
ditch,
'cause
I'm
the
kidnapper
Body-snatcher,
witness
killer,
special
deliver
(special
delivery
nigga)
Some
murder
to
your
door
nigga
Open
it
up
and
you'll
be
staring
right
down
a
barrel
of
a
Desert
Eagle
fo-fo
When
I
slit
your
throat
it's
time
to
bail,
stick
and
move,
dip
and
dive
And
ain't
no
trace,
just
a
bullet
enlarged
up
in
your
fucking
face
(fucking
face)
I
knew
a
nigga
who
always
wore
black
Said
he
was
an
O.G
player,
shot
up
some
niggas
with
Macs
(what?)
Said
he
had
a
little
drama
with
some
high-powered
killers
(high-power)
And
the
nigga
that
watched
his
back,
he
said
he'd
give
me
some
scrilla
So
he
parlayed
through
the
city,
hitting
party's
and
clubs
(what?)
Until
these
so
called
O.G
motherfuckers
finally
showed
up
(uhh)
These
bastards
opened
up
fire
in
the
middle
of
the
party
Blow
to
the
floor
and
pulled
my
Mac
and
aimed
for
legs
and
bodies
(oh
shit,
god-damn)
Kick
at
the
of
the
niggas
who
got
crept
on
(punk
ass
motherfuckers)
(If
Spice
one
catch
you
sleeping,
then
your
ass
is
gone)
nigga,
fuck
that
nigga,
straightly
smoked
Kick
at
the
tails
of
the
niggas
who
got
crept
on
(night,
days,
this
guys
getting
all
night
long)
Kick
at
the
tails
of
the
niggas
who
got
crept
on
I
hit
two
niggas
up
in
the
ankle
and
one
in
the
knee
Ain't
nothing
but
the
motherfucking
hog
in
me
So
I
bails
to
my
caddy
with
the
triple
gold
bangers
Gunpowder
on
my
fingers,
and
still
got
one
up
in
the
chamber
(get
in
the
car)
I
told
my
nigga
to
bring
his
slow
ass
on
(get
the
fuck
on,
nigga)
'Cause
if
he's
stabbing
the
motherfuckers,
the
other
two
won't
be
long,
they
coming
So
hit
the
dirt
and
try
to
crawl
to
the
villains
(get
down
niggas)
These
fools
is
some
killers
and
I
can
see
they
really
want
this
nigga
Musta
fucked
'em
out
some
paper
or
something
sick
Whatever
it
is
these
niggas
want
to
bury
his
dick
Got
in
the
caddy
and
raced
up
out
the
drama
scene
Looked
like
some
gangsta
shit
you
see
up
on
the
TV
screen
(hell-yeah)
But
it
ain't
no
cut,
just
acting
live,
niggas
die
Drug
related
killings
reach
an
all
time
high
See
real
killers
can
be
slept
on
I'm
kickin'
the
tales
of
the
niggas
who
got
crept
on
Night,
days,
this
guys
getting
all
night
long
Kick
at
the
tails
of
the
niggas
who
got
crept
on
Go
nigga,
police
lookin'
and
shit
nigga
(night,
days,
this
guys
getting
all
night
long)
If
Spice
one
catch
you
sleeping,
then
your
ass
is
gone
Night,
days,
this
guys
getting
all
night
long
Kick
at
the
tails
of
the
niggas
who
got
crept
on
(Fuck
you
doing
nigga,
firing
up
a
joint,
motherfuckin')
Kick
at
the
tails
of
the
niggas
who
got
crept
on
We
chopped
it
up,
my
partner
had
some
love
50
g's
to
creep
on
the
niggas
that
tried
to
kill
us
up
that
fuckin'
club
25
up
front
and
25
up
for
the
killing
For
that
kind
of
money,
I'll
have
they
blood
up
on
the
fuckin'
ceiling
Now
the
slaughter
is
about
to
begin
Mini
14's,
six
homies
and
some
motherfuckin'
Mac
10's
Infra-Red,
silencer,
I'll
silence
ya,
cut
off
ya
P-G-A
and
a
Massacre
Everybody,
'cause
can't
no
nigga
diss
me
Niggas
you
sent
to
the
club,
with
some
motherfuckin'
pussy
(Motherfuckin'
pussy)
I'm
feeling,
hit
the
hospital
straight
do
they
ass
(yeah)
I
took
'em
down
to
his
basement
and
then
I
stabbed
his
ass
(ahh)
Screams
jumping
the
night,
didn't
the
nigga
know
I
can't
kill
without
robbing?
Even
got
him
for
a
couple
of
birds
So
then
I
creep
up
into
the
I-see-you,
I
see
you
livin'
too
long
Nigga
you
crept
on,
your
life
gone
(Night,
days,
this
guys
getting
all
night
long)
yeah
nigga,
grab
some
shit
just
for
you
Special
motherfuckin'
can
catch
shit
you
on,
uncut
heroin
nigga
Straighten
your
motherfuckin'
veins
nigga
(ahh)
Yeah
nigga,
you
like
this
shit
huh
nigga,
suffer
nigga
Suffer
motherfucker,
yeah,
take
a
good
dose
of
the
shit,
nigga
Yeah,
yeah
nigga
you
feeling
it
huh,
can't
breathe,
what
you
can't
breathe?
Something
wrong
what,
what,
huh,
huh
(If
Spice
one
catch
you
sleeping,
then
your
ass
is
gone)
What,
what,
huh,
huh,
huh,
what?
Oh,
thought
you
said
something
(said
something,
said
something,
ha-ha-ha-ha)

1 1990-Sick (Kill 'Em All) [With MC Eiht]
2 Dirty Bay
3 Mind of a Sick Nigga
4 Drama
5 Mobbin'
6 Survival
7 Tales of the Niggas Who Got Crept On
8 Sucka Ass Niggas
9 Faces Of Death
10 1-800 (Straight From The Pen)
11 Ain't No Love
12 Funky Chickens
13 Snitch Killas
14 Can You Feel It
15 1990-Sick (Kill 'Em All)
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