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

Mutha fuckas try ta play me yet they callin' me they nigga

Should I get the A.K. and jump like Jack

Or should I just reanimate the mutha fuckin' Fac

My name is Spice 1, but I be comin' like I'm 2

Or maybe 3 or 4 or just a mutha fuckin' crew

Late night see a drive-by drop Impala

The niggaz took cover and the bitches all holla

If you think it's sick then nigga just throw up

I'm quick ta bust a cap and leave your fuckin' dome toe up

Cause livin' up in the bay is lke a mutha fuckin' zoo

Every nigga do whatever the fuck he gotta do

The mutha fuckin' rhyme did the crime last century

Now it's on parole because my mouth's in penitentiary

But back to the ghetto you see just about it all

Rest in peace to dead niggas on the wall

The shit it never stop because the nigga killed a cop

And now the cops are killin' the niggas 24 around clock

Around the block around the road in every ghetto

Mutha fuckas wanna drop me, so I'm livin' like the Devil

With the underground pound, muder facul-sound

So niggas that fuck around lay around

And before I end this rhyme

I'd like ta say peace to my mutha fuckin' nine



The Nine Milimeter, The Nine Milimeter



Shootin' dice with some niggas that I didn't know

He pulled a nine when the double 4 hit the floe

I wonder why he'd wanna play me like a punk bitch

I thought he knew I was the one to let the nine click

I played his ass like Jesse James and shot him in the throat

I picked his tongue up out my mail, now I'm outty ho

I'm stressin' it's a fucked up world