Spice 1 - Tales of the Niggas Who Got Crept On текст песни

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)




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