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im a beast hit em up - spice 1 lyrics

[intro]
alright
first biggie died, pac died
you know what i’m sayin’, everything was cool, laid back
now we got this f-ckboy flex!
so we gon’ do it like this:

[verse 1]
put ’em up on the scoop
it’s mr. bossalini the rider
got a desert eagle with slugs gotta get deep inside ya
first off, f-ck boyflex and his fake–ss name
talkin’ dead on my dead homie, the game is on fame
f-ck f-ckboy flex and the flex [?]
and the next n-gga that flex be next to [?]
decapacitate the motherf-ckers, leave ’em broke down, a bleeding
for talkin’ sh-t about a real n-gga that’s not longer breathin’
old coward–ss lame–ss game-less n-gga
i’m a piece ’till i die ([?] n-gga!)
it’s two real–ss n-ggas dead over the type of sh-t
that you tryna get started, f-ck n-gga
you look r-t-rded on youtube cryin’
sh-t, i wish i was there to slap you
right when the ten drop i woulda nap you
night-night n-gga (blaw!)
you [?] box
shoot yourself in the foot
you f-cked around with the mob
still west side, n-gga, but still love the east
but these b-tch–ss n-ggas like you to bring out the beast
peace, n-gga

[outro]
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- spice 1 lyrics

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