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Spice 1

"Wanna Be a G"

(Chorus): 2x
So you wanna be a playa
So you wanna be a G
So you wanna be a gangsta (2nd time: player)
But you don't wanna f*ck with me

(Verse 1):
Diamonds up on the pinky rolexes up on the wrist
Take a good look at this old pimpin' ass
n*gga you ain't never seen a Mack like this
It's the Thug in me
n*ggas be walkin' round muggin' me ruggin' me
Tell your b*tch to give me my di*k back
She pullin' me and tuggin' me
Can't be f*ckin' round with you cluckhead b*tches
Don't need no fixin' rubbers
Just like my timin' ass partner (E-)40 say
Punk b*tch y'all burn rubber
If that b*tch can't swim then n*gga she bound to drown
What's up with you old ratched mouth ass b*tches
Tryna talk down on me and the town
You b*tches better recognize this is 187 proofer
Mobbin' out the cut with a fat A.K. and a black on black Lex Luther
Ain't no ?? up in this ?? just shut em down crush nasty
Right now I'm kickin' this pimp sh*t but you ho's know I'm the last G
In sticky situations will have bust with no hesitation
You punk ass n*ggas don't know my background
You just stuck on that player hation
Why a n*gga wanna talk bad on a timer who been down from the Get Go
I can smoke a blunt up in my hot tub don't be trippin' off that old sh*t though

(Chorus): 2x

(Verse 2):
You n*ggas ain't never seen me in person tryna assassinate my character
Talkin' bout Spice ain't got no paper
b*tch I'm a nightmare livin' in America
Ain't no paperbag ass n*gga ho I done been through some sh*t
n*ggas walkin' round out here I wanna kill
Wanna kill me too that's real
Punk ass n*ggas they know who they is runnin' round talkin' sh*t
Oh, f*ck that punk ass n*gga
Spice 1 he ain't nothin but a b*tch
But one of these days
I'mma have your ass chopped up in the back of my Benzo
Mobbin' to this old gangsta sh*t right here smokin' on some of that Indo
Too many f*ck you b*tches up in the game n*ggas be puttin' too much on it
Born and bred to be a Thug ass n*gga
2 fingers on 2 twin Glock triggers
I know the game ain't got no rules and they got been laced
Damn, if so many muthaf*ckas didn't know my face
I would've been offin' you playa hatin' ass n*ggas a long time ago
Would've seen you filled up with slugs would've seen you dyin' real slow
But you know what I ain't trippin' off that old sh*t
Cause y'all n*ggas ain't worth my riches
Go head and sit around and chatter my name out
I lace more punk ass b*tches

(Chorus): 2x

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