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Spice 1 City Streets

very moment coke and ray started laughin And slapped each other's hands and said, "it's all about blastin" In the city streets City streets

was flames" At that very moment Coke and Ray started laughin And slapped each other's hands and said, "It's all about blastin" In the city streets City streets

from the stub for offendin me Nuthin but the gangsta in me Chorus: Nuthin but the gangsta, geyeah (3x) Spice 1 come down Verse two: spice 1 I am

(dogg pound gangstas rip) x2 Verse 1-bad a$$ Word on tha streets, see it ain't nobodies business Secret to keep, so keep heat incase things get deep

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 trigga Muthafuckas try ta play me yet

that shit Neverland Ranch Tre Pounds, shoot fast, call that shit Kevin Durant You n-ggers beneath me Now go get fucking stomped son No I run this city

[Verse 1] I'm stackin,rappin but if I just so happen was itI probably would be posted up thugin, sellin crack are somethin I had 2 leave it alone cause

on the double dribble and set him up y'all She likes the Monie in the Middle, play tetherball Thick ass bitch, high yellow city-slicker Scarecrow creepin Southern bitches, aka Posie Pussyfictious [Spice 1

that shit Neverland Ranch Tre Pounds, shoot fast, call that shit Kevin Durant You n-ggers beneath me Now go get fucking stomped son No I run this city