Money or Murder Spice 1

[ VERSE 1 ]
Rollin down the block smokin endo
I got the Glock and I'm headed for the liquor sto'
Rollin up slowly, feelin on my gold teeth
And one of these niggas said they know me
He looked kinda familiar
But nigga, don't step too close, I might kill ya
I couldn't really tell who he was
But I ain't really trippin, cause the dank got a nigga buzzed
I hop out of my shit and lock the car do'
As I step into the store I'm starin at some hard ho
She said 'wassup', like a nigga, to me
I walked to the back and fired up my doobie
Should I get St. Ides or Olde E?
Looked up, some niggas runnin at me, 'bout 4 deep
Runnin up on Spice 1 ain't wise
Whip a nigga ass with some St. Ides
Ran up out the liquor store
Grabbed my gat and licked a ho
Now what they wanna start shittin fo'?
Now if the bitch wasn't tough, I wouldn'ta have to hurt her
But fuck that shit when it's money or murder

Money or murder (2x)

[ VERSE 2 ]
I smashed out the parkin lot, hoes watched
As I shipped another bullet to this bitch's dock
I sailed off like a yacht
Now that's one nigga with a forty concussion and a bitch popped
So what's next in this episode?
Fo' niggas hop up in a Cutlass and chase me down the road
I hit 580 like the last time
And I'm gettin kinda short on my gas line
Doin 100 in my five-o
Buckshot shatter blast out my window
Now they think they got me
So I slow down with my finger on the Glock, gee
Pulled up on the side
Shootin at the nigga that I busted with the St. Ides
And since I couldn't lose, gee
I tried to run his ass off the road like the movies
And that's about the time that he's fucked
Shot him in the throat as he smashed into a back truck
Fucked