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Ballin
Dont ring the alarm
Welcome to the ghetto
1-800-spice
The murda show
1-900-spice
187 proof
Face of a desperate
Jealous got me
Can i hit it?
Dumpin' em in ditches
Hard to kill
Mo' mail
Ride wit me
Rip
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Spice 1 Lyrics
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187 he wrote
187 pure
1990 sick kill em
Clip and the trigga
Fetty chico and the
Gone with the wind
Runnin out da
Smoke em like a blunt
Snich killas
Ain't no love
Gas chamber
Tales of the niggas
Trigga happy
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Lyrics Language: English
Song writer/composer(s): Duck Dunn, Booker Jones, Ricardo Thomas, Robert Lee
Green Jr, Al Jackson, Algenon Franklin, Steve Cropper

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Spice 1 High Powered Lyrics:
Yeah, this is Speezie Ace Black Bossalini
Fetty Chico, Shiznilty
I just wanna say I got love for all you haters out there
‘Cause if it wasn't for y'all, we wouldn't be real players

High, high, high, high, come on
High, high, high, high, come on
High, high, high

We're comin' in group with mob tactics and game
Ghetto soldiers when we step on the scene
Flossin' diamonds, flashin' red beams
My squad like the SWAT team
Security areas scopin', I'm with the Fourteen by any means

Cream rules everythin’, money is power
Rather die like a soldier than live my life as a coward
How many players spit the real hits?
How many ballers you know that you makin' scrill with?

Haters be actin' like the game is gone
But they ain't open they eyes
I've been spinnin' Dead Presidents since they was alive
It's like Newport to G.P.C.
Generic haters get smoked quick up because they cheap
We yay deep

Like a shark I pull you under the water
Get you caught up in some thug shh
Steady mobbin' and stackin' chips in the dirty Bay
Suit angles and hittin' switches, thugs ain't your average
Marks just give up all they cabbage

See the big fish eat up the guppies
It's like real big dogs to little pound puppies
22 to a 50 cal got 'em curious
But my style was a problem child
Robbin' banks when I was juvenile

I told my PO I wouldn't get no drama
But if they try to take my life I'm dumpin', that's on my momma
And my little girl, the world is pre-timers
Waitin' for a player like me to get behind her high powered

High, high, high, high powered
(Yeah playboy, real players lovin' to ball)
High, high, high, high powered
(Natural born riders)

High, high, high, high powered
(From the womb to the tomb)
High, high, high, high powered
(We're real about this, we at this)

High, high, high, high powered
(‘Immortalized’, high powered for life)
High, high, high, high powered
(We don't die, we multiply, thugs)

High, high, high, high powered
(Energized like them batteries, down here for this mob life)
High, high, high, high powered
(Move with thugs)

My life is all women and money but the money come over women
I'm a worldwide self-made mob figure
Ain't no room for suckers duckin' the undercovers
Keep my strap on the side for the others that hate to love us

Wanna be us, but they can't see us
From a womb to the tomb, I'm th-a-th-a-thugged out as a fiend is
Born sinnin' in a world of yay dealers
Pretty women dickin' in us niggas twirkin' off bomb and liquor

Hit the front page of ‘St. Louis Times’
High speed in Westside, patna
Felons committin' felonies and got the ATF all on my jock
Bitches cussin' back and smilin' will never stop

We gotta duck, see I'm callin' 4 or 5 different ghetto names
Bossalini, Fetty Chico, Shiznilty, Ebonic Slang
Sported a rim since a BG original Bossalini
I'm tatted up thugged out bulletproofed wearin' a beanie

Where the Westside at? Where the Eastside at?
Where the North, where the South, where the Westside at?
We're 50 caliber players, mo' fools is 22's
Murder next to my marrow, killin' up streets with the blues

Bossalini, Fetty Chico, been around since '89
Steady 9, technism, thuggism from the mind
To the suckers who ain't knowin’, that's just too damned bad
I'm from the killa Cali, Westside
Where we ridin' for cash, I'm high powered

High, high, high, high powered
(Yeah, they tryin’ to kick the real thugs out the ghetto, they want to)
High, high, high, high powered
( [Incomprehensible] ya smell me? They ain't gon’ win)

High, high, high, high powered
(They can't win, we're ridin' forever, they can't win)
High, high, high, high powered
(Patna, they just can't win, we high powered)

High, high, high, high powered
(You ain't nothin’ but high cowards, it's 1999)
High, high, high, high powered
(Peep Speezie Ace Black Bossalini)

High, high, high, high powered
(Fetty Chico, Shiznilty, ‘Immortalized’)
High, high, high, high powered

Powered, powered, powered
Powered, powered, powered

High, high, high, high powered
High, high, high, high powered
High, high, high, high powered
High, high, high, high powered

High, high, high, high powered
High, high, high, high powered
High, high, high, high powered
High, high, high, high powered

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