| Touch me, feel me, smell me
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| Don by any means necessary
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| You can’t fuck with a legendary
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| East Bay Gangster
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| When it’s all said and done a player’s pushed power and paper
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| We all ball, playin russian roulette with thug’s nature
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| Rush and pull capers, savage like _Amistad_
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| I know you seein what these demons is doin but I ain’t scared
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| Got me grindin, havin hustler’s dreams, killin for cream
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| It seems when you’re close to your goal that’s when they scheme
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| Ever since Pac and Biggie died the game done watered down
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| With generic-ass niggas who ain’t gon' even stick around
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| For 2 minutes, fuck 5 minutes of fame, I’m 10 years
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| With longevity, nigga, deep as fuck in this game
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| How could you speak upon a legendary
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| East Bay Gangster Spice 1, don by any means necessary
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| Spice 1, don by any means necessary, nigga
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| Dn by any means necessary
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| Is you feelin me?
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| Like titties and ass
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| Is you feelin me?
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| Like clockin some cash
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| We ain’t bullshittin, dump a nigga up in a ditch and
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| Get to cookin chickens in the kitchen, it’s non-fiction
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| Realism, with multiplied bodies like catechism
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| You fuckin with the fetti just equals to murderism
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| Hurt em, hit em, aim to split em down the middle, did him, got him
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| Kicked the nigga dead in his ass before I shot him
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| Rapper’s complex, you niggas think I think I’m the shit
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| But I was goin dub for dub just like you in '86
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| I pop my collar cause me to you is like a pit to a chihuahua
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| Nigga, Taco Bell is that-a-way, bitch nigga, put your gat away
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| The big dog, fuck Scooby Doo, scrappin for scratch
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| Pass the dubee, fool, what’s crackin, nigga, don’t baby-sit that
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| You can’t fuck with the legendary
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| East Bay Gangster, Spice 1, don by any means necessary
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| Spice 1, don by any means necessary
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| Nigga, by any means necessary
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| And all you niggas talkin that shit in them streets can suck my dick
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| You can quote me on that, I’m a real rider, bitch
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| Your opinion is like a asshole, I stick my Uzi in it
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| Fuck you cockroaches talkin bunch of shit, I’m born sinnin
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| Been in it from the beginnin, Spice 1 the O. G
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| Coast to coast, worldwide muthafuckas know me
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| I’m the one who set the foundation
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| For them niggas that sp-spit the g-gangsta shit real fast all the way across
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| the nation
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| That shit you talkin 'bout I was born when I played it
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| Cause magazines be so East Coast orientated
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| Politics in the game, they forced this shit down our throat
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| We wanna hear niggas from where we from on the radio |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Touch Me, Feel Me, Smell Me, artist - Spice 1. Album song Greatest Hits vol. 1, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп