[Intro: Spice 1 & 2Pac]
Spice, there go them niggas now, yo
Hit that shit, hit that shit
Where y'all niggas going now?
Where the fuck y'all going now?
Yeah, what's up, punk?
Damn, ain't this a bitch?
Y'all niggas got me fucked up with this old playa haterism ass shit
Know what I'm sayin'? Understand me?
When I was broke y'all niggas didn't give a fuck
If I was pissin' on myself, or shittin' off the Bay Bridge, nigga
Now you all in my motherfuckin' mix talkin' that old crazy shit
That's alright, though, I'ma bust a cap in that ass (BANG)
Me and Pac gon' let you know about that old playa hatin' ass shit though
Feel me? Believe that
[Verse 1: Spice 1]
You see, these jealous motherfuckers, they be playin' me, G
Like a sucker ass nigga, see
But they ain't feelin' me
It ain't easy to kill a G
A motherfuckin' player from the F-A to the C
Backstabbers in the motherfuckin' place
Smilin' in my face
I got my hand on my gun
'Cause they got me on the run
Spice motherfuckin' one
Known for leavin' bodies numb
I'm a G motherfucker, can't you see I'm a G
Rollin' deep with my fat .4-4 Uzi
I comes with a big fat gat and hollow point clip
And I'm quick to be a soldier 'bout my shit
So nigga don't try no mo' shit, no ho shit
'Cause when I was broke
Nigga didn't give a fuck about my status
Now that I'm at this
I'm loc'd out and livin' lavish (Right)
So fuck the gun control, I'm 'bout to bust a cap, nigga
'Cause the jealous got me strapped
Spice, there go them niggas now, yo
Hit that shit, hit that shit
Where y'all niggas going now?
Where the fuck y'all going now?
Yeah, what's up, punk?
Damn, ain't this a bitch?
Y'all niggas got me fucked up with this old playa haterism ass shit
Know what I'm sayin'? Understand me?
When I was broke y'all niggas didn't give a fuck
If I was pissin' on myself, or shittin' off the Bay Bridge, nigga
Now you all in my motherfuckin' mix talkin' that old crazy shit
That's alright, though, I'ma bust a cap in that ass (BANG)
Me and Pac gon' let you know about that old playa hatin' ass shit though
Feel me? Believe that
[Verse 1: Spice 1]
You see, these jealous motherfuckers, they be playin' me, G
Like a sucker ass nigga, see
But they ain't feelin' me
It ain't easy to kill a G
A motherfuckin' player from the F-A to the C
Backstabbers in the motherfuckin' place
Smilin' in my face
I got my hand on my gun
'Cause they got me on the run
Spice motherfuckin' one
Known for leavin' bodies numb
I'm a G motherfucker, can't you see I'm a G
Rollin' deep with my fat .4-4 Uzi
I comes with a big fat gat and hollow point clip
And I'm quick to be a soldier 'bout my shit
So nigga don't try no mo' shit, no ho shit
'Cause when I was broke
Nigga didn't give a fuck about my status
Now that I'm at this
I'm loc'd out and livin' lavish (Right)
So fuck the gun control, I'm 'bout to bust a cap, nigga
'Cause the jealous got me strapped
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