(Spice 1)

Chill man

Them niggas don't understand man

They don't understand about me

Bloaw, they got my glock man, me..

You wanna hear me trip you wanna hear me trigger man

You wanna hear that shit go bloaw?

KnowI'msayin we do it like that man

We got me glock and all that shit man

Me see me?you know what me do man?

You see me do like this:

Me killin man down to they finished

Blow em brains out, chill man, with a bye-bye

Killin man down to they finished

Blow em brains out, chill man

Come again now

Smoke em like a blunt

Ya see me smokin em like a blunt

Smoke em like a blunt

Ya see givin them what dem want

Smoke em like a blunt

Ya see me smokin em like a blunt

Smoke em like a blunt

Ya see givin them what dem want

Me killin man down to they finished

Blow em brains out, chill man

Bloaw, the nigga Short Dog in the house

We out smokin him, smokin the ganja man

We don't give a fuck about the cops man

Fuck the 5-0 man, piggy in a blanket man

Me see like this

We do some Reggae shit man

We do a little bit like this

Me tellin em like this man, me say:

Smoke em like a blunt

Ya see givin them what dem want

Smoke em like a blunt

Ya see me smokin em like a blunt, come again now

Got to let them squabble let the Reggae Sunsplasha

Let them leg in the fields spliff up in his ass-a

Got a Tech-millimeter see me bout to put in word

Found my nigga down the street me see him jockin for his bird

Jockin for his bird yo was like 1, 2, 3

The giddily giggy gangsta S-P-I-C-E, come again now

I-C-E is see me jockin for his bird, bloaw, bloaw

Me blow him down like a, bloaw, bloaw, with a bye-bye

Bloaw, me say the 187 Fac is in the house man-acap