Droopy Skit

Don't Ring The Alarm

It's the motherfuckin' heist so don't ring the alarm 'G'. It's the B-O-S-S and the S-P-I-C-E. So, put this gat in your pants (right). And we gonna rob these motherfuckers.

Doncha Runaway

Now don't you run away from my Glock. You can't dodge seventeen mothafuckin' shots. Could somebody pass me a clip and a trigger. Walk across the party pistol whip a nigga.

Club Skit

Dirty Bay

Born to die but hard to kill a buh buh ballin' ass timer. Blow a hole up in your chest like the fuckin' Una Bomber. Your arms still bleedin' fifty feet from your body.

City Streets

Yeah. Spice muthafuckin' One. Coolin' in Cali. Kickin' that gangsta shit. You get with it?. . Hopped in my Blazer, mashed off and left a boy in his car, then.

Clip & The Trigga

Yeah, the motherfuckin east bay gangster back in the house. A.k.a. mr. kill yo' ass. 187 fac mothafucker. Nine-trey. G-nut in the motherfuckin house. Big john on that goddamn bass.

Can I Hit It?

I peep your thighs when I look in the car. Baby, you ain't got to be on my shoulder to be a star. Ain't a trick honey, 'cause tricks is for pimps and hoes.

Can U Feel It

Ugh, yeah. (can you feel it baby?). Ugh, yeah. (can you feel it baby?). Ugh, yeah. (I want to know). . Here I come steppin'. Tha murder weapon. Cappin' off safety.

Break Yourself

Aye yo Spice, all these rich motherfuckers keep going to. The record stores buyin' these fake ass raps,. You know what I'm sayin'?. Yeah, yeah, I hear you byte all that fake shit.

Busta's Can't See Me

One eighty seven, the one eighty seven. The one eighty seven, the one eighty seven bloaw!. One eighty seven, the one eighty seven, the one eighty seven.

Ain't No Love

Ain't no love, I'm tellin' you ain't no love. Ain't no love, I'm tellin' you ain't no love in this game. No, no, ain't no love, I'm tellin' you ain't no love.

Ballin

[Chorus]. I'll be a baller 'til I die. I'll be ballin' to my grave nigga, I die a paid nigga. I'll be a baller 'til I die. I'll be ballin' to my grave nigga, I die a paid nigga.

380 On That Ass

(prodeje). Go on, remember that shit you was kickin off. Peace to my motherfuckin nine. . (spice-1). Yeah I remember that old shit. . (prodeje). So are you gonna kick some of that shit on your new album or what?.

510, 213

[Chorus]. 5-1-0 and 2-1-3 is you a baller or a G?. . Ha ha ha.. To thug or not to thug?. To G or not to G?. See that's the question.. Every time I hit L.A. I get love you know 'cause I'm from the Bay..

2 Hands And A Razor

Yeah well check game you know what I'm sayin'. Muthafucka step outside you know what I'm sayin'. Then get my mothafuckin' Chronic sack, know what I'm sayin'.

1990 - Sick

[Chorus]. Kill 'em all. Kill 'em all. Kill 'em all. Kill 'em all. 'cause everybody dyin' on this mothafuckin' album. Kill 'em all. Kill 'em all. Kill 'em all.

2 Hands & A Razor

Yeah well check game you know what I'm sayin. Muthafucka step outside you know what I'm sayin. Then get my muthafuckin chronic sack, know what I'm sayin.

187 Proof

Coolin' on the corner with the cellular phone. You can tell that the East Bay was his home. More mail than the rest of the pushers,. 'cause he's got a tech nine in the bushes.

187 Pure

I once knew a nigga named Endo Weed. Used to hang out with killers slang Ice and Speed. Speed had a little bitch named Mary Jane. Who had a brother named Coke and he carried a cane.