'? Now if the bitch wasn't tough, I wouldn'ta have to hurt her But fuck that shit when it's money or murder Money or murder Money or murder I smashed
翻訳: スパイス1. お金や殺人.
they wanna start shittin fo'? Now if the bitch wasn't tough, I wouldn'ta have to hurt her But fuck that shit when it's money or murder Money or murder
We got Bad Azz in this mother fucker (Outlawz) Spiggity Spice 1 in this mother fucker (Oaktown) The Low Lives in this mother fucker (Still thuggin') You
question to the counsel. [Annie Baxter] Tell the counsel I want my money back! [Billy Flynn] It's not your money. It's your mother's money. [Mary Sunshine
[ ant banks ] ( *burp* ) Aw shit One of them fake-ass answer machines again 1-800-fake-ass-answer-machine ( *dial tone* ) [ verse 1: spice 1 ] Mi-ni-
, pump pump, drop gun, head up, hut one Murder Squad, gangsta made beat be the shit Murder Squad, gangstas for life and we sick [Spice 1] Niggas playa
motherfuckin nine (spice-1) Yeah I remember that old shit (prodeje) So are you gonna kick some of that shit on your new album or what? (spice-1) Yeah
fuck that nigga S P I But you can't go one on one Spice 1 because I'm born to die I gets even up on they ass like punk bitches in ditches The gangsterism resulting in murderism
these motherfuckers, I'm ready to break this up Yeah, fuck that, let's handle that business Huh, yeah, we gotta flow sumptin' funky Check it, Spice 1
got it in the Chest Tappin my phone calls, wires hidden in my walls, I had the money flowin Smooth like niagara falls The glory got so I'm considered a murderous
(Murder, murder) Ma-A-Mack 10 shooter, kill a man looter Fetty Chico And The Mack (Murder, murder) Open up your mouth, say ah, get ready for the blaaoow (Murder, murder) Murder
Back in your muthafuckin face Rollin in my muthafuckin chicken coupe Muthafuckin black-on-black caddy Triple gold d's and shit Spice muthafuckin one
goes out to my nigga makaveli I wanna say what's up to my nigga makaveli Rest in playa pieces Niggas die...daily Verse 1: Live the murderous lifestyle
homie and the yae, yo man But fuck it I'ma keep the cheese My partners eyes wide open Nigga layin' there one breath too short But each time ya nigga Spice 1
black again from the face down in the river huh, huh Mark from tellin nigga jokes (oh shit, ain't about a bitch), yeah (spice 1) I got your mama up in
Yeah, what's up fool 9-4, Spice 1, kickin' that G shit Tell me what that mail like, nigga? Wanna make money, this one or get smoked Push it in, push
you tuck your nuts and die hoe (better kill me) {spice 1} Well to wet em means cash *blow blow* how you like me now I'm be murdering all of my enemy
