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Spice 1 - "380 On That Ass"
Lyrics to 380 On That Ass : (feat. Havoc & Prodeje, Havikk) [Prodeje] Go on, remember that shit you was kickin off Peace to my 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, Im gonna kick some of that shit But ah, partner I dont even fuck with the nine no more half [Prodeje] Man dont you know the Nina is the shit' [Spice-1] Motherfucker, one E-C-I-P-S is like a murderer P-E-A-C-E to my motherfuckin nine servin ya Cause I dont give a fuck who you are Want an autograph bullet you can call me shootin star, nigga Im makin the murda shit to kick you in your ass a bit 380 puckin up on that ass come and test me bitch You dont know who the fuck youre steppin to my nigga row Ill bust a cap and leave that ass dead by the do My chrome is shining like new money and its kinda funny I keep one bullet up in the chamber [''''] sunny Five and a piggy dumb, dumb bullets to his hollow tip Thinkin 187 proof nigga come take a sip Im sick, as fuck Ill do a drive-by in a black hearse And leave yo in the street for homicide I think 380 burst 187 on an undercover P-I-G They better duck when they see the chrome 3-AD Im thin as see Im suicidal I dont give a fuck So if my face wrinkle up everybody duck I rush a nigga bust a bigger hole in his ass Cause hollow tip will fight a booty hoe when I blast The bullet fucked ya when I bucked ya it was instant death 187,000 g motherfucker rest The nigga tried to flip and unload the clip, I did the gangsta shit [Chorus: Spice-1] 380 on that ass bitch B-Blast at 380 (everybody duck) Niggas look crazy B-Blast at 380 (everybody duck) N-Niggas look crazy [Spice-1] Me hit the block with my 3-AD Them niggas ballin lookin kinda shady They owe me money and they better pay me My shit will fuck up ya posse with the S-C-C 380 talkin to me tellin me blow a nigga back So listen closely to the echo of the clap Hit the motherfuckin blocks and my niggas My motherfuckin niggas with they fingers on the triggers So now I gotta smob and P-P-P-POP, POP And buck with that 380 until a motherfucker drop Its in my car boy slammed it on a under-tip I used to kill a motherfucker for his blunted grip I let my cousin use the shit to jack the Dana-Danes A G-T-A with jackin nigga left the bloodstain on the seat of the car he thought I was a star said I was a studio gangsta so I shot his jaw [Chorus: Spice-1] 380 on that ass bitch B-Blast at 380 (everybody duck) Niggas look crazy B-Blast at 380 (everybody duck) N-Niggas look crazy B-Blast at 380 (everybody duck) Niggas look crazy B-Blast at 380 (everybody duck) N-Niggas look crazy [Prodeje] So why you quit fuckin with the nine' [Spice-1] I got love for Nina G but she wont fit in my motherfuckin top [Havikk] Dont you know that nigga Prod and Hav fuck with the nine and the 380' [Havoc] I blow a niggas ass to hell thats why I bust so deep I pack a fuckin 3-8-0 up in my motherfuckin sleep Ill split your skull and mail your brains to your mama fool 380 leavin motherfuckers in a blood pool So chase your skill better yet nigga run and hide I do a nigga on the slide when I hoop ride So nigga smilin eat the shells from the A-T-V Or many yet build the caps down with the faculty [Havikk] Im ready to kill a nigga, quick Im ready to kill a nigga 187 ways to heaven when I drill a nigga Then kill a daisy motherfuckers with the pistol grippin They ass is trippin because the Nina gave that ass a whippin The back-street way yard six feet digger Loced out with the nine makin that ass shiver The murders watch quickly smoked up Buck, buck, block, block, bang, boom, boom niggas over [Prodeje] Ill grab your heart and squeeze the motherfucker till it bursts And tie your corpse to the bumper of my homies hearse I pack a nine but yo Im down to pack a 3-8-0 And pump some motherfuckin slugs up in yo anus hole So punk 'look up' cause the S-P-I-C-E is strapped And leave your brains pole sating in your fuckin lap [Havikk] The cartel is for the killers the Mobb piece rhymester giggy cap peelers The giddily fuckin faculty the Prodeje the killers be the smokin nigga quicker 380s on that asshole nigga [Chorus: Spice-1] B-Blast at 380 Niggas look crazy (everybody duck) B-Blast at 380 N-Niggas look crazy (everybody duck) B-Blast at 380 N-Niggas look crazy (everybody duck) B-Blast at 380 N-Niggas look crazy (everybody duck) [ 380 On That Ass Lyrics ]
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