spice 1 – fuck the world lyrics
f/ kyoz & den fen
(chorus: spice 1)
f-ck the world, i’ll load my clips
slang my ki’s, smokin’ ounces
dump n-gg-s in ditches cause i’m a rider
one of the 50 calibur inside ya
f-ck the world, i’ll load my clips
slang my ki’s, smokin’ ounces
dump n-gg-s in ditches cause i’m a rider
the black bossalini put slugs inside ya (slugs inside ya)
(spice 1)
f-ck the world, we be gattin’ the up
n-gg-s be comin’ with the ak runnin’ out of the car, we givin’ a f-ck
grabbin’ my nuts and bustin’ with the killers side, we killin thugs
catch my enemies slippin’ and hittin’ them up we bury they -ss
some of you n-gg-s is b-tches we scary to blast
i’ll put down the mash and i’ma pull fast cl-ss with tinted gl-ss
murder for cash, n-gg-s be runnin’ and dumpin’ with no ski mask
paid hits so close your eyes and keep a close grip on your d-ck
we empty clips, slip, silde and dip to those who collect the chips is thug sh-t
(kyoz)
my life up in the ghetto stackin’ talk show flow
king of the block (block), pushin’ rocks until my heart stop, clock me or not
brought me a drop, triple gold d, stackin’ my teeth
puttin’ slugs in enemies, makin’ n-gg-s freeze just like the police
and until i’m deceased, marry me a ‘g’
young n-gg-s, dumb n-gg-s with chrome (chrome) and tell al capone
flippin’ zones by the phone when i bought my home
laced with game, the game explains wettin’ them up like rain
killin’ the markers was the caine
(chorus: spice 1)
f-ck the world, i’ll load my clips
slang my ki’s, smokin’ ounces
dump n-gg-s in ditches cause i’m a rider
one of the 50 calibur inside ya
f-ck the world, i’ll load my clips
slang my ki’s, smokin’ ounces
dump n-gg-s in ditches cause i’m a rider
the black bossalini put slugs inside ya, motherf-cker
(den fen)
i’m mentally mind gone with the chrome in my hand
when i take my stand and glance at the right foes
two shots for my right foe
the life that i’m livin’ i’m leavin’ ’em f-cked in the game
when i maintain in my ghetto path
true to the roots, only crews gonna blast on your punk–ss
they flashback to my main frame its the same thing
but a different game, feel a strange pain
when you got a bullet hole enlodged in your motherf-ckin’ brain
they slang caine on my blocks, glocks c-ck on fight non-stop
patrol – n-gg- me slangin’ that caine since sixteen years old
(spice 1)
my foes be shot up in caskets, half of they faces be missin’
dumpin’ on you jealous b-st-rds, six feet deep n-gg- listen
bossalini bring the drama as the motherf-ckin’ world keeps turnin’
and i won’t rest in peace till i see my enemies burnin’
i’ll load my clips and slang my ki’s smoke ounces of chronic weed
while n-gg-s bleed over scandalous b-tches, money and greed
down for the wettin’ them up, n-gg-s be diein’ for disrespectin’ a thug
now takin’ some slugs and leave these n-gg-s with all they gats in the mud
(chorus: spice 1)
f-ck the world, i’ll load my clips
slang my ki’s, smokin’ ounces
dump n-gg-s in ditches cause i’m a rider
one of the 50 calibur inside ya
f-ck the world, i’ll load my clips
slang my ki’s, smokin’ ounces
dump n-gg-s in ditches cause i’m a rider
the black bossalini put slugs inside ya, motherf-cker
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