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Dirty Bay

アーティスト:Spice 1  作詞:CLARK ETIENNE LAVONNE/CROPPER STEVE/GREEN ROBERT LEE JR  作曲:CLARK ETIENNE LAVONNE/CROPPER STEVE/GREEN ROBERT LEE JR 

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Verse One: Spice-1 Born to die but hard to kill, a buh-buh-ballin ass timer Blow a hole up in your chest like the fuckin Una-Bomber Your arms still bleedin fifty feet from your body Your 40 ounce threw way back to the other side of the party You was fuckin with a killa, your potnahs tried to tell you but you didn't listen, now your whole chest missin in action Cause I'm kidnappin motherfucker's souls Leavin holes in they bodies when they go I pops out the motherfuckin Chevy 350 ragtop Still bustin down the fuckin block, the killin don't stop We regulate the co-kayana in a hoggish manna It's like you fuckin with the man-a, Tony Montana We sent some killas, to murda all the ones you love Chainsaw your motherfuckin ass up in the bathtub Another murda, another fucked up day Some more drama, fucked in the Dirty Bay Chorus: Spice-1 Sittin on the dock of the dirty bay, waitin for my yea) I might have to use my ak (repeat 2X, vary 3rd = that AK, repeat) Verse Two: Spice-1 I back for these keys, if they ain't have me what they got (break yoself nigga) I'm dealin these motherfuckers on top, sieze on the spot Waitin another thirty minutes for these punk ass niggaz and when they roll up and get out they ride I'ma get out, you stay inside and if you happen to see some killin nigga don't go into shock Betta hop out with two chops tied together with your dirty socks


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