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Tell me what that mail like


Spice 1 Lyrics

 

Tell me what that mail like Lyrics

Tell me what that mail like by Spice 1


(Intro):
Yeah, what's up fool
9-4, Spice 1
Kickin' that G sh*t
Tell me what that mail like nigga
Wanna make money
This one or get smoked

(Verse 1):
Push it in push it out
And I be the nigga with the muthaf**kin' Glock
Yeah, shoulda knew it was a baller muthaf**kin' G
Hoppin' out a goddamn 94 Cherokee
Dumpin' sh*t like a muthaf**kin' cooper scoop a
Nigga off his feet with the millami the Ruger
So tell me what that mail like
I keep processin' of the yea for cells [?] tell like
Throw away Gats bubble gum pimps
And 2 dollar b**ches on my nut sack
And it was all a part of being young
My little nuts hung
Fascinated by the Tommy gun
Niggas throwin' up sets this is murder tonight
But f**k that sh*t nigga
Tell me what that mail like

[ talkin ]
Tell me what that mail like

(Verse 2):
Po-Po's wanna quiet me
Cause I was tearin' up sh*t like the muthaf**kin' liar G
Wax and Tat's from my nigga Andrew Jackson
Movin' ki's in large fractions
And this is the American dream
To a young muthaf**ka age 13 to 19
He used to be my best friend
But the system got us bustin' at each other over Franklin
And that little white b**ch got the whole world smoked up
And then it be causin' them niggas to loc up
Smokin' muthaf**kas cause they asked me :
Ay, nigga, do your momma smoke D
That's the sh*t I gotta deal with
Real last niggas can you feel it
Tell me what that mail like

[ talkin ]
Tell me what that mail like

(Verse 3):
Gotta live up to my rap as a G
Still countin' mail age 23
See me and Franklin they can't stop us
And now I got no friends I done smoked all my patnas
I never thought that the money will definitely kill ya'll
4 lil' young muthaf**kas robbin' liquor stores
It's all good patna get your cash
Till one of them got panicky and started to blast
I took 2 to the chest and 1 to the gut
Lyin' on the ground confused as f**ked
I guess it had to take the bullet
To prove that the way I grew up was bullsh*t
Lucky for me I had my vest on
Cause I wouldn't look too gritty with my chest gone
Fool, and I'm back I'll be slangin' them D
Got a nut in my pocket way unleased a G
See I'm a soldier in the sh*t you can tell right, nigga
So tell me what that mail like

[ talkin ]
Tell me what that mail like



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