Tonalité : Eb major
Verse 1
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Evil lurks in the mind of mad men
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I have to call Spice 1 to put in work
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Yeah straight Motherfucker East Bay
Verse 2
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Killa' in the house
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Spice motherfuckin 1!
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That's how you do it
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You just mob b up on a
And shoot him in his motherfuckin' head!
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And drag him out the car
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And get your motherfuckin' mobb on
Yeah motherfuckin' g shit jumpin
Verse 3
off tonight!
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Motherfuckin' fire,
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biyotchh!!
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Kill em off like this,
biddie- buh- buh- bye- bye
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S- p- i- see- e- 1 dem say him born 2 die,
blaowh
Kill em off like dat,
biddie- buh- buh- buh- bang
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S- p- i- see- e- 1 dem say him
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My gat' scream fire! The bullet told me
Verse 4
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shoot that
motherfucker, he a liar
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I talk to my three- eighty like
a bitch on the stroll
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When s try to dick me
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I haul off and let her hoe,
kill 'em all!
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I can't be fucked in this game,
I'm a psychopath!
My AK, told me to shove him up some s ass
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I'm having long conversation
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s with Mr. Millimeter
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He's one of my best friend
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G#m
s, bitch- ass eater
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And Missus Mossberg, living
up in that back trunk
You know that old school bitch
she like to get in funk
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It's splitting mother
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fuckers by the seams
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My grandaddy Mr. are- 15
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Said he was my only family
Shoot straight and please don't jam me
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My own glock pistol- whipped me
G
Gm
in my fucking head
G
Cause he said I wouldn't buy the infrared
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Got in a fight at a club my gat
started walking
Told me to shut the fuck up
and let him do the talking
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I woke up and it was sick to
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see them guts
From my strap tell me Spice
Verse 5
Motherfucker you're Born 2 Die
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One to the chest and one to the dome
Well if them s catch you slipping
then yo ass is gone
(Born 2 Die)
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Aim yo best for the head so
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yo brains get blown
G
Well if them s catch you slipping
Verse 6
then yo ass is gone
D
Kill em off like dis,
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biddie- buh- buh- bye- bye
S- p- i- see- e- 1 dem say him born 2 die,
Kill em off like dat,
G
biddie- buh- buh- buh- bang
S- p- i- see- e- 1 dem say him
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Legal glocks
Verse 7
and barettas and
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the uzi things
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And if the shit jump off
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I'm killing everything
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Don't be acting like no bitch
when the funk is on
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Cause if them s catch you slip
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pin then yo ass is gone
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One for the glock, two for the clip
Bullets in yo ass make you hop and skip
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C
Am
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s who ride, strap on the side
Open up your chest about
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this fucking wide
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This ain't no TV you don't
want to see me
I split your cranium so motherfucking easy
D
G
Leaving you bloody dead and shot
Gm
My glock goosed up your body like
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the motherfucking dreadlock
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So get yo ass home before you
catch some slugs
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Brain running down the drain
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like the L.A. floods
Don't be fucking with the S- p- i
I'm telling you motherfuckers
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I was Born 2 Die
Verse 8
One to the chest and one
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to the dome
Well if them s catch you slipping
then yo ass is gone
(Born 2 Die)
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Aim yo best for the head
G
so yo brains get blown
Well if them s catch you slipping
Verse 9
then yo ass is gone
D
Kill em off like this,
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biddie- buh- buh- bye- bye
S- p- i- see- e- 1 dem say him born 2 die,
D
blaowh
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Kill em off like dat,
G
D
biddie- buh- buh- buh- bang
G
S- p- i- see- e- 1 dem say him
Verse 10
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One- eighty- seven Crew
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ass from the Bay
Ak spray beat your dead body as it lay
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On the concrete die in one
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beat of the heart
Abm
Seven day old ass body smell a little tart
D
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Pull up to your bumper with
a fully loaded magazine
Robbin your motherfucking ass clean
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C
G
Blow the heart out a motherfucker back
shit on hisself, when I pull out my strap
D
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Got a chrome four five about nine in the clip
In two days, begin to mobb and dip
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It's just another tale of some
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gangster shit
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Where s murder in the first from
a verse that spit
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Bitch- ass s ex pire retire
Stab him in the throat with the
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Dayton spoke wire
So don't get caught up in the mix
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I let you motherfuckers
Verse 11
know quick I'm Born 2 Die
D
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One to the chest and one to the dome
Well if them s catch you slipping
then yo ass is gone
(Born 2 Die)
D
Aim yo best for the head
Am
E
so yo brains get blown
Well if them s catch
Verse 12
you slipping then yo ass is gone
D
Kill em off like this,
F#
biddie- buh- buh- bye- bye
S- p- i- see- e- 1 dem say him born 2 die,
D
blaowh
Kill em off like dat,
G
biddie- buh- buh- buh- bang
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S- p- i- see- e- 1 dem say him
D
 Yeah Straight walking up on a
Verse 13
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motherfucker
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And takin' his shit with a Ak 47
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Get yo shit because it's on
Tell you hoe you gonna
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be back
D
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Uhh, gonna give up his shit
Or he gonna catch a motherfucking slug
D
Yeah, you gon' catch
a motherfucking slug
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Uhh Spice 1 in the mother
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fucking house
Outro 1
Straight killing them all, blaowh!
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