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Spice 1 lyrics Wanna Be a G lyrics (Chorus): 2x So you wanna be a playa So you wanna be a G So you wanna be a gangsta (2nd time: player) But you don't wanna fuck with me (Verse 1): Diamonds up on the pinky rolexes up on the wrist Take a good look at this old pimpin' ass Nigga you ain't never seen a Mack like this It's the Thug in me Niggas be walkin' round muggin' me ruggin' me Tell your bitch to give me my dick back She pullin' me and tuggin' me Can't be fuckin' round with you cluckhead bitches Don't need no fixin' rubbers Just like my timin' ass partner (E-)40 say Punk bitch y'all burn rubber If that bitch can't swim then nigga she bound to drown What's up with you old ratched mouth ass bitches Tryna talk down on me and the town You bitches better recognize this is 187 proofer Mobbin' out the cut with a fat A.K. and a black on black Lex Luther Ain't no ?? up in this ?? just shut em down crush nasty Right now I'm kickin' this pimp shit but you ho's know I'm the last G In sticky situations will have bust with no hesitation You punk ass niggas don't know my background You just stuck on that player hation Why a nigga wanna talk bad on a timer who been down from the Get Go I can smoke a blunt up in my hot tub don't be trippin' off that old shit though (Chorus): 2x (Verse 2): You niggas ain't never seen me in person tryna assassinate my character Talkin' bout Spice ain't got no paper Bitch I'm a nightmare livin' in America Ain't no paperbag ass nigga hoe I done been through some shit Niggas walkin' round out here I wanna kill Wanna kill me too that's real Punk ass niggas they know who they is runnin' round talkin' shit Oh, fuck that punk ass nigga Spice 1 he ain't nothin but a bitch But one of these days I'ma have your ass chopped up in the back of my Benzo Mobbin' to this old gangsta shit right here smokin' on some of that Indo Too many fuck you bitches up in the game niggas be puttin' too much on it Born and bred to be a Thug ass nigga 2 fingers on 2 twin Glock triggers I know the game ain't got no rules and they got been laced Damn, if so many muthafuckas didn't know my face I would've been offin' you playa hatin' ass niggas a long time ago Would've seen you filled up with slugs would've seen you dyin' real slow But you know what I ain't trippin' off that old shit Cause y'all niggas ain't worth my riches Go head and sit around and chatter my name out I lace more punk ass bitches (Chorus): 2x Other Spice 1 lyrics: In My Neighborhood lyrics Money Gone lyrics Peace to My Nine lyrics Young Nigga lyrics Welcome to the Ghetto lyrics City Streets lyrics 1-900-Spice lyrics Dumpin' Em In Ditches lyrics 187 He Wrote lyrics Don't Ring the Alarm (The Heist) lyrics 380 On That Ass lyrics Mo' Mail lyrics Runnin?Out Da Crackhouse lyrics Trigga Gots No Heart lyrics Trigga Happy lyrics RIP lyrics 1990-Sick ( Kill 'Em All) lyrics Dirty Bay lyrics Mind of a Sick Nigga lyrics Drama lyrics Mobbin' lyrics Sucka Ass Niggas lyrics 1-800 (Str8 from the Pen) lyrics Ain't No Love lyrics Funky Chickens lyrics Snich Killas lyrics Can U Feel It lyrics 1990-Sick (Kill 'Em All) lyrics Tha Thug in Me lyrics I'm High lyrics Recognize Game lyrics Playa Man lyrics Ballin lyrics The Boss Mobster lyrics 510, 213 lyrics Kill Street Blues lyrics 2 Hands and a Razor lyrics Suckas Do What They Can (Real Playaz) lyrics U Can't Fade Me lyrics Can I Hit It? lyrics High Powered lyrics Killerfornia lyrics Gone With The Wind lyrics Too Deep in the Game lyrics Make Sure They Bleed lyrics Immortalized lyrics Ride Wit Me lyrics Strap on the Side lyrics Jealous Got Me Strapped lyrics Doncha Runaway lyrics You Can Get the Gat for That lyrics You Done Fucked Up lyrics |