Peace to My Nine Spice 1

[Verse 1]
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 trigger
Motherfuckers try to play me yet they callin' me they nigga
Should I get the AK and jump like Jack?
Or should I just reanimate the motherfuckin' Fac?
My name is Spice 1, but I be comin' up like I'm 2
Or maybe 3 or 4, just a motherfuckin' crew
Late night, seen a drive-by drop Impala
The niggas took cover and the bitches all holler
If you think it's sick, then, nigga, just throw up
I'm quick to bust a cap and leave your fuckin' dome tore up
'Cause livin' up in the Bay is like a motherfuckin' zoo
Every nigga do whatever the fuck he gotta do
The motherfuckin' 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'll never stop because a nigga killed the cop
And now the cops are killin' the niggas 24 around clock
Around the block, around the road in every ghetto
Motherfuckers wanna drop, so I'm livin' like the Devil
With the underground pound, murder facul sound
So niggas that fuck around, lay around
And before I end this rhyme
I'd like to say peace to my motherfuckin' nine