Paroles Dumpin' em in ditches Spice 1

Dumpin' em in ditches

Ratta to the motherfuckin tat is how I stomp this
Much love for niggas thats sleepin up in the darkness
Cause Im 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 hes steppin out his car door
Bust, bang, I let my nugs 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 dont stop
In the darkness I aint the nigga whos 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

Chorus:

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. ides
Jealous niggas be wantin to gat me because they cant 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 aint soft
I fuck around and break every nigga in your hood off
Somethin proper cause I cant 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

Chorus 1/2

187 erupt, another motherfuckin walk by in your hood
I broke a gat in his ass because its all good
And now the boys in blue wanna come after
The motherfuckin east bay gangster murder master!
Ima make that bacon fry, if he keep followin me around
Fuckin off my indo high
Pigs dont notice shit, 1-87 is the nigga youre 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
Im fucked till I crank it
Then Im 187,000 g with a warrant on head, layin d-e-a-d
My chrome gat shined like a sword

One motherfucker sent off to the morgue

Chorus 3/4

Yeah nigga, straight motherfuckin gs in nine-tre
My nigga g-nut, omar, dj motherfuckin extra large
187 fac dumpin motherfuckers in ditches in nine-tre
You know what Im sayin?
E-a-ski, cm motherfuckin t, you know what Im sayin?
Niggas straight doin it, gangsta shit