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(Chorus): 4x
Groupie as*
b*tch type of can't fade me
They're callin' me a lunatic
But murder ain't crazy
(Spice 1 - overlapping chorus)
Yeah, yeah, hahahha
Wassup nigg*?
Don't look at me like y'all know who I am
AmeriKKKa's nightmare
Spice muth*fkin' 1
nigg*, young, black
You know I won't give a fk
(Verse 1):
Old school drop caddy five, six
Rollin' up in my rearview
With they fingers up on them triggers
Come let's take a trip
And hop into some gangsta s**t with me
13 caps for them who wanna get with me
Get at me empty enough clips at me
Wanna put some holes and some muth*fkin rips in me
But I don't give a fk I just stay strapped
And be a soldier about that s**t
When it comes to peelin' their caps nigg*
So won't ya get your blast on
And if you miss me with your 13 shots
nigg* your ass's gone
Cause I'm gon hit you on that first shot
And then I ain't gon stop
Until some muth*fkas call the cops
Then Il be 187 thousand like my song say
Cause you was fkin' with this nigg* on the wrong day
(Chorus): 4x
(Verse 2):
See I be raisin' them up off the block
With my ???
Quick to come with get in bust some caps in my city
I comes with much cloud
And whenever one nigg* could take me out
Rollin' him up like Levis cough him and stuff him
Key him like bean pies
And be talkin' that s**t
But yo ain't none of them runnin' up
I'm gunnin' up the next nigg* is feelin' buck shots
I thought you knew
I'm finna smoke that nigg* boost of my 6 deuce
And when I gat that as* someone'll leave him lyin' there
Cryin' there the muth*fka's dyin' there
And Mr. Lawrence better have insurance
Cause I'ma G-a-Gat that as* with the touriz
Rocka-bye baby goin' crazy
Punk muth*fkas like you can't fade me
Tryin' to squabb with the clip and the trigger
Ol' groupie as* b*tch type of nigg*
(Chorus): 4x
Groupie as* b*tch type of can't fade me
Grabs my .45 and puts down my .380
I creep up on they as* tip-toe with the PUMP
Split a nigg* down the middle like Phillie blunt
I keeps my strap by my sides to keep in check
And all my posse pack Glock .9's Uzi thangs and Tecs
You see we rolls down the block 3 o'clock in the morning
Endo got us gone and strap mobile phones
And about 5 ki's in the back of the trunk
down as* fk but we don't wanna funk
Cause, ahh, transportation is the s**t we used to do
Had a whole shop dropped mobs spot and crew
W-a-with a ring on my muth*fkin' cellular
As I heard a nigg* screamin': 'get the fk out the car!'
nigg* let me get my chronic and my endo sacc
As my DJ X-TraLarge blew that b*tch on his back
Runnin' up on some players so I had to figure
He was a groupie as* b*tch type of nigg*
(Chorus with Overlap):
Yeah
Whassup nigg*?
Y'all muth*fkas ain't fadin' a real last G
nigg*
Peelin' cap for the muth*fkin' strive
nigg* you don't wanna fk with this
You don't won't none of this
Step back nigg*
Just listen
Watch muth*fka
Look at some real last rip s**t up
For '94
Punk as* nigg*
Yeah
Yeah
Back again with some of that murder s**t
Spiggedy One whippin' up on that as* for '94 and '95 b*tch
Hahaha
What y'all know about a real last G
Ha, I kicks gangsta s**t daily
BEYOAAATCH!!!
187 thousand G