Spice 1

Spice 1 - Gunz &; Money songtekst

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[Verse 1]

Count the diamonds on my 'lexe

Don't waste your time

Puttin slugs in you bitch-ass niggas comin for mine

You can read it on the paper or on the Mtv news

Diggin ditches for sheisty bitches tryin to give me the blues

It ain't no secret addicted to bitches, guns and money

But the money is first 

Nigga the bees come and get the honey

Niggas be plottin rottin dirty muthafuckas wanna put me in a casket

Fuck all you jealous bastards

While I'm hittin the weed let tell my G's

If I die by my enemies make sure them muthafuckas bleed

Make them niggas think it's armageddon

I put it down thug style like a G from the jump

And I ain't bullshittin

Steady strapped with desert eagles and Uzis

Do a shit over these fake-ass niggas see in the movies

Feel me like titties and ass (ass)

Fuckin bitches and countin cash on a mad dash (dash)

Hit the sticky laced up with hash surround myself with killers

Drug dealers and real niggas makin ?????

Hittin quick like [name] in a mob fashion

Blastin for the loot we ain't puttin up our dukes

Ready for d-a-dump and shoot for the money



[Chorus]

Addicted to bitches, guns and money

Addicted to bitches, guns and money (Bloow!)

Addicted to bitches, guns and money

Addicted to bitches, guns and money (It don't stop)

Addicted to bitches, guns and money

Addicted to bitches, guns and money (Speezie Ace in the house)

Addicted to bitches, guns and money

Addicted to bitches, guns and money



[Verse 2]

Niggas be savage bout the muthafuckin kill (kill)

Straight lightin shit up like Fire Marshall Bill

The game is deeper than a muthafucka

That's why I swim in it to keep myself undrowny

The dirty Bay'll pull you down 

If you can't float on the water ??????

Shut up nigga muthafuckas ain't goin head up

It's always some game I'm talkin bout goin toe to toe

When niggas been puttin the blast down since 1984

It was 1986 when the glas sticks came around

Flossin mob buckets flippin kilos to quarter pounds

Hella killer goin round niggas ain't playin bout they money

Make a joke about they game lookin at you like 'what's funny?'

Gettin niggas with Uzis for talkin too much shit

They gettin genuine pistol-whips rough the niggas like chips

Clips and red beams a thang for 15 down to drop seasons

Don't let this rappin be the reason

You don't spread your hustle, power, money and muscle

Takin niggas shit in a tussle (tussle)

We all struggle live this thug shit drug shit or .44 slug shit

It's all for the love of the cream that's why we buck shit



[Chorus]

Addicted to bitches, guns and money  

Addicted to bitches, guns and money (Yeah,Yeah,Bloow!)

Addicted to bitches, guns and money

Addicted to bitches, guns and money (Nigga)

Addicted to bitches, guns and money

Addicted to bitches, guns and money (Muthafucka.Bloow!)

Addicted to bitches, guns and money  

Addicted to bitches, guns and money (Bloow,Bloow!)



[Verse 3]

They say: 'Mr. Bossalinie how you get so cold?' 

I keep a strap on the side 187's the code

Addicted to bitches, money and guns to load

Scopin the dancefloors playa haters and hoes

Friends and foes takin off clothes after the shows

Niggas lookin for they baby mama

Who knows what she's hidin there?

They've probably hittin her

But if you can't feel the drama you shouldna did that

You see the bitches go and get you both shut up quick

Don't let the trick get your wig split, it's real shit

Niggas dumpin on a regular bases 

Lookin out for unfamiliar faces

Spittin out in high speed chases



[Chorus]

Addicted to bitches, guns and money

Addicted to bitches, guns and money (Muthafucka)

Addicted to bitches, guns and money

Addicted to bitches, guns and money (Bloow!)

Addicted to bitches, guns and money

Addicted to bitches, guns and money (Muthafucka)

Addicted to bitches, guns and money

Addicted to bitches, guns and money (Bloooow!)

Addicted to bitches, guns and money

Addicted to bitches, guns and money (Bloow!)

Addicted to bitches, guns and money

Addicted to bitches, guns and money (Blow,Blow!BiAtch)

Addicted to bitches, guns and money

Addicted to bitches, guns and money (Fast cars)

Addicted to bitches, guns and money

Addicted to bitches, guns and money (Muthafucka.Blow!)

Addicted to bitches, guns and money

Addicted to bitches, guns and money (Rolexes and shit)

Addicted to bitches, guns and money

Addicted to bitches, guns and money (Desert eagle)

Addicted to bitches, guns and money

Addicted to bitches, guns and money (AK's and shit)

Addicted to bitches, guns and money

Addicted to bitches, guns and money (Bloow!)
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