Spice 1 - Gas Chamber Lyrics

[Chorus]
Check muthaf*ckin 1 check 1-2
Shoot a muthaf*cka down what a nigga do
Check 1 check motherf*ckin 1-2
Shoot a muthaf*cka down what a nigga do
Check muthaf*ckin 1 check 1-2
Shoot a muthaf*cka down what a nigga do

[Spice 1]
Tschitty Tschitty Gang Bang
Niggas wanna slang 'caine
But like I said before it's a ghetto thang
You wouldn't understand this
Cause at the tender age of 14 the Gat was handed
I put in work to get the cash on
When a nigga stepped up close I got the blast on
And muthaf*ckas in my hood were down for that
Nigga what I packs, I packs it big phat
Muthaf*ckin AR-15
And fry that ass like sissaneen
Cause in the Bay there are no red or no blue guys
Muthaf*ckas just drop life shoo flies
So when you come don't claim no blue or red
Cause these niggas will colour your ass dead
I gotta keep my Tech-9 in the bushes
Made more mail than the rest of the pushers
I'm standin tough like wrangler
Niggas don't care if you're a crip or a blood
We are all get the gas chamber

[Chorus]

[Spice 1]
Break mine up became a slang word
Sellin that cooked up 'caine bird
Is a key to a muthaf*ckin G
Bustin caps in the mix back in 1983
So that's old school shit to me
I wanna live to see 23
But these niggas in the ghetto crave
To see a nigga layin dead in a f*ckin grave
And I gots to come sick with it
I sold dope and crack and shit but didn't stick with it
Cause the boys in blue they got some new shit
A helicopter that you can't f*ck with
And the funky-ass black on white
Ran blue lights with that engine somethin' tight
But 5-0 can't f*ck with the 5.0
Cause I'm a old school nigga at the sat show
I whip shit and get the niggas straight stuck on
Pigs have a coke and a smile and get the f*ck on
Cause I'm the same old nigga
Even though my pocket's phat my belly's bigger
I'm at the age 22
17 years old shit I probably gaffled you
But forget that shit because it's all good
And Mr. Rogers ain't got shit on my neighbourhood
Cause we was all young gangstas livin on a razor
F*cked with us and we sprayed you
But in '93 it ain't for you and me
Cause we're straight get the gas chamber

[Chorus]

[Spice 1]
Coughin......
On the real tho' partna
This is what a nigga's tryin to say
When you shoot the next muthaf*cka
You goin to jail regardless of what muthaf*ckin colour you got on
You know I'm sayin
You gonna get the gas chamber regardless
So when I do this shit for some cash anyway
Like my lil' partna Bushwick say:
"If shit don't make dollars, it don't make sense"
187 thousand G