Spice 1

Spice 1 - Gas Chamber lyrics

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Check motherfuckin 1 check 1 2
 Shoot a motherfucker down what a nigga do
 Check 1 check motherfuckin 1 2
 Shoot a motherfucker down what a nigga do
 Check motherfuckin 1 check 1 2
 Shoot a motherfucker down what a nigga do

 [ VERSE 1 ]
 Tschitty Tschitty Gang Bang
 Niggas wanna slang caine
 But like I said before its a ghetto thang
 You wouldn't understand this
 Cause at the tender age of 14 the gat was handed
 I put in work to get the cash on
 When a nigga stepped up close I got tha blast on
 And motherfuckers in my hood were down for that
 Nigga what I packs I packs it big phat
 Motherfuckin ey are 15
 And fry that ass like sissaneen
 Cause in tha Bay they are no red and no blue guys
 Motherfuckers just drive like ?????
 So when you come on claimed on blue or red
 Cause these niggas will colour your ass dead
 I gotta keep my tech 9 in the bushes
 Made more mail than the rest of the pushers
 I'm standin tough like wrangler
 Niggas don't care if you a crip or a blood
 We are all get the gas chamber

 CHORUS

 [ VERSE 2 ]
 Break mine up became a slang word
 Sellin dat cooked up caine bird
 Is a key to a motherfuckin G
 Bustin caps in the mix back in 1983
 So dats old school shit to me
 I wanna live to see 23
 But these niggas in the ghetto crazy
 A nigga layin dead in a fuckin grave
 And I gots to come sick wid it
 I sold dope and crack and shit but didn't stick wid it
 Cause the boys in blue they got a new shit
 A helicopter that you can't fuck wid
 And the funky ass black on white
 ran blue lights wid that engine sumptin tight
 But 50 can't fuck wid the 5.0
 Cause I'm a old school nigga at the sat show
 I whip shit and get the niggas straight stack on
 Pigs have a ??? smile to get the fuck on
 Cause I'm the same old nigga
 Even though my pockets phat my belly's bigger
 I'm at the age 22
 17 years old shit I probably gaffled you
 But forget that shit because its all good
 And Mr. Right ain't got shit on my neighbourhood
 Cause we was all young gangstas livin on a razor
 Fuck wid us and we sprayed ya
 But in 93 it ain't for you and me
 Cause we are straight get the gas chamber

 CHORUS

 Smokin......
 On the real douh patna
 this is what a nigga tryin to say
 When you shoot the next motherfucker
 You goin to jail regard this
 So ???? motherfuckin colour you got on
 You know I?m sayin
 you gonna get the gas chamber regard this
 So when I do this shit for some cash anyway
 Like my lil patna Bushwick say :
 " If shit don't make dollar , it don't make sense "
 187 thousand G
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Jive

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Released in: 1993

Language: English

Appearing on: 187 He Wrote (1993)

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