Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dumpin' Em in Ditches, artist - Spice 1. Album song 187 He Wrote, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 14.06.1993
Record label: Thug World
Song language: English
Dumpin' Em in Ditches |
| Ratta to the motherfuckin tat is how I stomp this |
| Much love for niggas that’s sleepin up in the darkness |
| Cause I’m a crooked nigga 2 like Pac |
| I do a 1−8-7 with this motherfuckin Glock |
| Shot you in the body |
| Had to break the gat off in his ass at the party, nigga |
| Crazy as fuck, I thought you knew me |
| Quick to put the bullets up in the motherfuckin Uzi, bitch |
| A OG nigga, so I gotta G-O and creep slow |
| And get this nigga while he’s steppin out his car door |
| Bust, bang, I let my nuts hang, chewed out my Mustang |
| And let this motherfuckin gat sang |
| A bloody Glock and a pocket full of rock |
| Got my shit on cock cause my slang don’t stop |
| In the darkness I ain’t the nigga who’s slippin |
| I get the clip in, slam dunk it in the gat like Scottie Pippen |
| And watch these niggas scream like bitches |
| I break em off somethin proper |
| And dump they ass in ditches |
| 1−8-7, dump the niggas up in ditches |
| Fat nina for the player hatin bitches |
| 1−87, dump the niggas up in ditches |
| I got a fat nina for the player hatin bitches |
| 1−87, dump the niggas up in ditches |
| Fat nina for the player hatin bitches |
| 1−87, dump the niggas up in ditches |
| I got a fat nina for the player hatin bitches |
| Engrave my name on the motherfuckin hollow tip |
| A autograph from the nigga, killer, lunatic |
| 13 for the birdy, fuckin him in the game |
| When I get my hands dirty, nigga |
| You wanna squab with the nina |
| Comin up, wanna gat you with this trigger happy finger, bitch |
| Still whoopin a nigga ass with some St. Ide’s |
| Jealous niggas be wantin to gat me because they can’t rise |
| I sell my shit wherever I want to sell my shit |
| I dig a ditch and let him meet nina, my little bitch |
| Cause a nigga ain’t soft |
| I fuck around and break every nigga in your hood off |
| Somethin proper cause I can’t be caught slippin |
| 7 in the mornin cookin keys in my kitchen |
| Here comes the pig bangin on my door |
| Screamin some shit about that 5.0 |
| They must of seen me kill that man and run off in a hurry |
| Left the cola and the gats and the money cause a nigga done |
| 187 erupt, another motherfuckin walk by in your hood |
| I broke a gat in his ass because it’s all good |
| And now the boys in blue wanna come after |
| The motherfuckin East Bay gangster murder master! |
| I’mma make that bacon fry, if he keep followin me around |
| Fuckin off my indo high |
| Pigs don’t notice shit, 1−87 is the nigga you’re fuckin with |
| When I was young I used to get my gun |
| Fuck with the G.T.A and bust at they ass for fun |
| Put the piggy in a blanket and when the G.T.A stall |
| I’m fucked till I crank it |
| Then I’m 187,000 G with a warrant on my head, layin' d-e-a-d |
| My chrome gat shined like a sword |
| One motherfucker sent off to the morgue |
| Yeah nigga, straight motherfuckin G’s in nine-tre |
| My nigga G-Nut, Omar, DJ motherfuckin Extra Large |
| 187 Fac dumpin motherfuckers in ditches in nine-tre |
| You know what I’m sayin? |
| E-A-SKI, CM motherfuckin' T, you know what I’m sayin? |
| Niggas straight doin it, gangsta shit |