type of niggas can't fade me They're callin' me a lunatic But murder ain't crazy (spice 1 - overlapping chorus) Yeah, yeah, hahahha Wassup nigga? Don't
Перевод: Spice 1. Убийство не сумасшедший.
of niggas can't fade me They're callin' me a lunatic But murder ain't crazy [Spice 1: overlapping chorus] Yeah, yeah, hahahha Wassup nigga? Don't
But you can't blame me if I set dis stage on fire [Verse 1:] Mama always told me I was crazy My hoes say I'm amazin but I don't listen 2 a lady But the
ain't be home until midnight. Freddie? Fred? Hey, you know, I don't like you to feel like I'm nagging or anything. But don't you think it's about time
x They are dialin 1-800-c-o-l-l-e-c-t Straight from the state penitentiary They are dialin 1-800-c-o-l-l-e-c-t From the federal penitentiary [ verse
, 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
a guage pumpin' Spice is on the one and Ant is on the two But y'all don't kick it yet because a nigga just ain't trough Comin' hard as fuck I be like
me Me say my name is spice 1 I never heard a ya My name is spice 1 I never heard a ya My name is spice 1 I never heard a ya But a, 187 is a murdera,
You jealous muthafuckas still got me strapped I be smokin' on chronic sacks with death knockin' at my back I'm going crazy, seeing shit that ain't real
It's like root beer one of a kind Spice 1 is up in the house with the niggata niggata nine And the clip and the trigga Muthafuckas try ta play me yet
, ain't nothin strange Got a nigga lyin on the floor with half of his fuckin brains Murder and crazy it's just a part of the game Niggas won't kill ya
who laid me "Excuse me, bitch, it's a switch, you can't fade me" Nah, bitch, it ain't even finna go down like that A nigga like me ain't finna go for
to a coma I ain't playing and I ain't laughing cause I'm passive Just looking blasting just like I'm on the lose I'm crazy assassin (nigga) {hook: juicy
temper, make me have to watch me cool Mack buyacka-buyacka, I didn't wanna act a fool But I'm a murderer, murderer I'm a murderer, murderer [Spice 1:]
