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Spice 1 - 187 Pure
 
I once knew a nigga named endo weed
Used to hang out with killers slang ice and speed
Speed had a little bitch named mary jane
Who had a brother named coke and he carried a cane
Coke and endo two big macks
Coke had a grenade, told endo catch
Doin’ it just for fun best frinds don’t gank
You catch ’em kickin’ it at the park a lot fuckin’ wit dank
Dank was real just a hardcore nigga
Shot his bitch up cause she drank all the liquor
Seen him at the park drinkin’ 40’s last week
Did a drive-by on some niggas in a jeep
He shot up heroin and p.c.p.
Some niggas from a clique called l.s.d.
These niggas wasn’t playin’ they got straight to the point
Shot up his mothers house col’ smoked the joint
All he left was two brothers by the last name doobie
Two midget ass gangsters both strapped both nuttey
One had the nine and the other had the 4-5
When they did a ht it took ’em both to drive
Didn’t use nuttin’ fast like a vette or a jag
Did a drive-by in the mutha fuckin’ drop top zig-zag
Coke and his sister mary jane
On marijuana block drinkin’ 40’s to the brain
And wadn’t trippin’ off the gunshots
Cause on marijuana block no one calls the cops
The mutha fuckin’ murder rap got you keyed for sure
Cause it’s 187 pure- check it out

(cut)
Endo smoked ’em all

Sessame street, where coke pimped ho’s with a glass pipe
And got paid green at midnight
Wadn’t no more hennessey
So the cops had ta roll up sess. for me
Officer taylor with the high beams
Talkin’ that gang shit strapped wit a dope screen
Ran up on coke and jane
Fucked up coke and beat him down with his own cane
Said you better quite fuckin’ with dank
Cause if you don’t I’ll turn your ass to crank
And smashed off on a speedball
Cause he just got the doobie brothers drive-by call
Dank hit the corner something caught his eye
That sexy ass black bitch chocolate tye
She was thick and rich, bitch couldn’t be cuter
Had nice brown eyes and a big round budda
Took her to the ’tel didn’t pull no stunts
Told the bitch he was fuckin’, the nigga was quite blunt
The mutha fuckin’ murder rap got ya keyed for sure
Cause it was 187 pure- check it out

(cut)
This is your brain on - endo smoked ’em all

Sssss sss cof, God damn ssssss ssss this that real shit, damn
Cof, cof, cof, cof God damn boy
Where the fuck you get this from, 73rd, shit

» Otras letras de Spice 1
 
» 1-800-spice
» 1-900-spice
» 187 Proof
» City Streets
» East Bay Gangster
» Fucked in The Game
» In My Neighborhood
» Money Gone
» Money or Murder
» Peace to My Nine
» Welcome to The Ghetto
» Break Yourself

 
 
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