Murder Man Dance Spice 1 (Ft. UGK)

[Intro: Spice 1]
Yeah, what's up, you P-HIV-havin'-ass niggas?
This is to you, you punk motherfucka
It's Spice 1, Black Bossalini, bitch
My nigga Pimp C
Bun B, you know I'm sayin'
Came to drop game on you niggas
Check this shit out, you know what I'm sayin'
Feel me, smell me, motherfucka

[Verse 1: Bun B]
We live and direct from the Bay
Blowin' it up with no play
Fuck what a hoe say
Jump out the trap and pull a O.J
Like Kyser Soze
We blunted out smokin' the most hay
Higher than José
But still watchin' you haters closely
So buenos noches
Got the yesca and the mota and your mami chocha
Steady livin' mi vida loca
Marijuana smoker
We get richer, bitch you get broker
Play ya just like poker
Royal flush it without the joker
So take a toke of the bombay
Smell it from here to Pompeii
In your fuckit or your Cadillac Allante
Nothin' but good ganj-ay
Don't get it twisted, you come up stinkin' like Strangé
We get ballistic, specifically speakin'
We straight leavin' you niggas leakin'
Too many dickriders geekin'
Why in the fuck you tweakin'?
You peakin' but won't prance
You wanna take a chance?
Everybody in this bitch can do the murder man dance, nigga