Spice 1 - What the *****? Lyrics
(Intro: Noreaga & Spice 1)What the *****, Spice 1 in this mother*****er(Yeah nigga spark savin'), it all even, it straight gangsta, break a legWhat the *****, what the *****, it all easy, Spice Weezy (blaow!!)Firest niggas of all coasts(ay nigga, ay check this out nigga, ay somethin' like this niggaYouknowhatI'msayin' nigga, feel me niggaI'm on some mother*****in' mobb shit)(Whas happenin' Nore?) Get up(What's crackin' nigga?), break a leg, break a leg!!(Noreaga)Yo, yo, I'ma killer nigga, and a gangsta tooMurderous mother*****er that'll ***** your booHave her cryin' and shit, on the verge of dyin' and shitMe and Spice 1 just applyin' the shit from the bay areaTo the East Coast shit, +Trigga Gots No Heart+and we say that shit, yo, you ain't know?Aiyyo, now you know, from Oakland, now down to SacramentoTo my niggas gettin' signed now with no demoThey be proud of the game, speak loud of the gameAll y'all niggas ain't got no, love for the game, aiyyo I did my shityo I mastered my shit, platinum role, now yo I smoke an OMe and Spice Weezy, no dizzy, one treezy, wall graffitiWhat, what? Spice 1 mother*****er, The Black Bossalini(Chorus: Noreaga & Spice 1 - w/variations)What, what, what, what, what, what the *****!What, what, what, what, what, what the *****!What, what, what, what, what, what the *****!What, what, what, what, what, what the *****!What, what, what, what, what, what the *****!What, what, what, what, what, what the *****!What, what, what, what, what, what the *****!What, what, what, what, what, what, what!!(Noreaga)Now you know, from Oaktown now down to Sacramento (Sacramento)Better than Iraq (Iraq), niggas just play a demo (demo)It's all good nigga, it's all good nigga, it's all good niggaAiyyo, now you know (now you know), from Oaktown now down to Sacramento(That's Oaktown and Sacramento)Better than Iraq, where we just play our demo (play our demo)It's all gangsta nigga, it's all gangsta nigga, it's all gangsta nigga(Spice 1)What, what, what, what, what, what the *****!Stick an Uzi at this nigga gettin' lighten shit upImmortalized, thug niggas realise gravediggazFrom New York to California bring all my figuresPut it down like G's, turn to part of the cheeseMoney-hungry mother*****ers with the thug diseaseNigga please we bomb pimps, players for sheetsRidin' on enemies, make sure them mother*****ers bleedHit the weed, get the cash, money and *****esBendin' double make it to Diamond Lexus and saggy *****esTwo-hundred miles an hour, pushin' bodies out the carWe disintergrate niggas, give a ***** who you areKeep my soldiers on the payroll money and powerNot too many real killers to be *****in' with cowardsKeep it craculatin, for sheesty with NoreagaTrue life players, kidnap 'em and make 'em pay us(Chorus: Noreaga & Spice 1 - w/variations)What, what, what, what, what, what the *****!What, what, what, what, what, what the *****!What, what, what, what, what, what the *****!What, what, what, what, what, what the *****!What, what, what, what, what, what the *****!What, what, what, what, what, what the *****!What, what, what, what, what, what the *****!What, what, what, what, what, what the *****!What, what, what, what, what, what the *****!What, what, what, what, what, what the *****!What, what, what, what, what, what the *****!What, what, what, what, what, what the *****!What, what, what, what, what, what the *****!What, what, what, what, what, what the *****!What, what, what, what, what, what the *****!What, what, what, what, what, what the *****!What, what, what, what...(Outro: Spice 1)My nigga Bill Clinton is a mother*****in' player (*echoes*)Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...
