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Tell Me What That Mail Like - Spice 1



     
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Advisory - the following lyrics contain explicit language:
Yeah, what's up fool
9-4, Spice 1, kickin' that G shit
Tell me what that mail like, nigga?
Wanna make money, this one or get smokedPush it in, push it out
And I be the nigga with the muthafuckin' Glock
Yeah, shoulda knew it was a baller muthafuckin' G
Hoppin' out a goddamn 94 CherokeeDumpin' shit like a muthafuckin' 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 [unverified] tell likeThrow away Gats bubble gum pimps

And 2 dollar bitches 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 fuck that shit nigga, tell me what that mail like?Tell me what that mail like?Po-Po's wanna quiet me
'Cause I was tearin' up shit like the muthafuckin' liar G
Wax and Tat's from my nigga Andrew Jackson
Movin' ki's in large fractionsAnd this is the American dream
To a young muthafucka age 13 to 19
He used to be my best friend
But the system got us bustin' at each other over FranklinAnd that little white bitch got the whole world smoked up
And then it be causin' them niggas to loc up
Smokin' muthafuckas 'cause they asked meAy, nigga, do your momma smoke D
That's the shit I gotta deal with
Real last niggas can you feel it
Tell me what that mail like?Tell me what that mail like?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 patnasI never thought that the money will definitely kill y'all
4 lil' young muthafuckas robbin' liquor stores
It's all good patna get your cash
Till one of them got panicky and started to blastI took 2 to the chest and 1 to the gut
Lyin' on the ground confused as fucked
I guess it had to take the bullet
To prove that the way I grew up was bullshitLucky 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 shit you can tell right, nigga
So tell me what that mail like?Tell me what that mail like?

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Too $hort discovered rapper Spice 1 (Robert L. Green, Jr.) who'd been born in Texas before moving to California. His self-titled debut (Spice 1) was as vivid and fatalistic a gangsta album as possible, and his hard-edged, angry, and pessimistic rapping style and tone only added to the despair emanating from the disc. He followed it with an even more bitter and nihilistic release, 187 He Wrote in 1993, complete with simulated gunfire.

Read more about Spice 1 on Last.fm.


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