| Song | Money Or Murder |
| Artist | Spice 1 |
| Album | Spice 1 |
| 作词 : Spice One | |
| Rollin down the block smokin endo | |
| I got the glock and i'm headed for the liquor sto' | |
| Rollin up slowly, feelin on my gold teeth | |
| And one of these niggas said they know me | |
| He looked kinda familiar | |
| But nigga, don't step too close, i might kill ya | |
| I couldn't really tell who he was | |
| But i ain't really trippin, cause the dank got a nigga buzzed | |
| I hop out of my shit and lock the car do' | |
| As i step into the store i'm starin at some hard hoe | |
| She said 'wassup', like a nigga, to me | |
| I walked to the back and fired up my doobie | |
| Should i get st. ides or olde e? | |
| Looked up, some niggas runnin at me, 'bout 4 deep | |
| Runnin up on spice 1 ain't wise | |
| Whip a nigga ass with some st. ides | |
| Ran up out the liquor store | |
| Grabbed my gat and licked a hoe | |
| Now what they wanna start shittin fo'? | |
| Now if the bitch wasn't tough, i wouldn'ta have to hurt her | |
| But fuck that shit when it's money or murder | |
| Money or murder (2x) | |
| [ verse 2 ] | |
| I smashed out the parkin lot, hoes watched | |
| As i shipped another bullet to this bitch's dock | |
| I sailed off like a yacht | |
| Now that's one nigga with a forty concussion and a bitch popped | |
| So what's next in this episode? | |
| Fo' niggas hop up in a cutlass and chase me down the road | |
| I hit 580 like the last time | |
| And i'm gettin kinda short on my gas line | |
| Doin 100 in my five-o | |
| Buckshot shatter blast out my window | |
| Now they think they got me | |
| So i slow down with my finger on the glock, gee | |
| Pulled up on the side | |
| Shootin at the nigga that i busted with the st. ides | |
| And since i couldn't lose, gee | |
| I tried to run his ass off the road like the movies | |
| And that's about the time that he's fucked | |
| Shot him in the throat as he smashed into a back truck | |
| Fucked | |
| Now was it money or murder? | |
| Money or murder (2x) | |
| [ verse 3 ] | |
| I'm in the cut, late night | |
| Some niggas had a argument, a squab, but they didn't fight | |
| I'm watchin niggas die over cocaine | |
| Bullet to the brain, now he's fucked in the game | |
| Some niggas don't know | |
| He wanna pump my gas, but i think i seen a .44 | |
| I figured it's a jack, because instead | |
| Of gas, he wanted to pump me full of lead | |
| So now i need a murder plan | |
| Reach under the seat with my left hand | |
| He walked up lookin funny at a nigga | |
| I'm sittin calm as fuck with my finger on a chrome trigger | |
| Nigga wanna see my blood waste | |
| But little did he know he was fuckin with a nut case | |
| He tried to pull a .44 | |
| But soon as he reached i fucked him up with the car do' | |
| I got out the car and stomped his ass, gee | |
| He said, "please, spice 1, don't blast me" | |
| Close your eyes and grip your dick | |
| I shot him int eh stomach and watched him scream like a bitch | |
| It ain't shit to watch a nigga gut splurter | |
| When it's money or murder | |
| Money or murder |
| zuò cí : Spice One | |
| Rollin down the block smokin endo | |
| I got the glock and i' m headed for the liquor sto' | |
| Rollin up slowly, feelin on my gold teeth | |
| And one of these niggas said they know me | |
| He looked kinda familiar | |
| But nigga, don' t step too close, i might kill ya | |
| I couldn' t really tell who he was | |
| But i ain' t really trippin, cause the dank got a nigga buzzed | |
| I hop out of my shit and lock the car do' | |
| As i step into the store i' m starin at some hard hoe | |
| She said ' wassup', like a nigga, to me | |
| I walked to the back and fired up my doobie | |
| Should i get st. ides or olde e? | |
| Looked up, some niggas runnin at me, ' bout 4 deep | |
| Runnin up on spice 1 ain' t wise | |
| Whip a nigga ass with some st. ides | |
| Ran up out the liquor store | |
| Grabbed my gat and licked a hoe | |
| Now what they wanna start shittin fo'? | |
| Now if the bitch wasn' t tough, i wouldn' ta have to hurt her | |
| But fuck that shit when it' s money or murder | |
| Money or murder 2x | |
| verse 2 | |
| I smashed out the parkin lot, hoes watched | |
| As i shipped another bullet to this bitch' s dock | |
| I sailed off like a yacht | |
| Now that' s one nigga with a forty concussion and a bitch popped | |
| So what' s next in this episode? | |
| Fo' niggas hop up in a cutlass and chase me down the road | |
| I hit 580 like the last time | |
| And i' m gettin kinda short on my gas line | |
| Doin 100 in my fiveo | |
| Buckshot shatter blast out my window | |
| Now they think they got me | |
| So i slow down with my finger on the glock, gee | |
| Pulled up on the side | |
| Shootin at the nigga that i busted with the st. ides | |
| And since i couldn' t lose, gee | |
| I tried to run his ass off the road like the movies | |
| And that' s about the time that he' s fucked | |
| Shot him in the throat as he smashed into a back truck | |
| Fucked | |
| Now was it money or murder? | |
| Money or murder 2x | |
| verse 3 | |
| I' m in the cut, late night | |
| Some niggas had a argument, a squab, but they didn' t fight | |
| I' m watchin niggas die over cocaine | |
| Bullet to the brain, now he' s fucked in the game | |
| Some niggas don' t know | |
| He wanna pump my gas, but i think i seen a . 44 | |
| I figured it' s a jack, because instead | |
| Of gas, he wanted to pump me full of lead | |
| So now i need a murder plan | |
| Reach under the seat with my left hand | |
| He walked up lookin funny at a nigga | |
| I' m sittin calm as fuck with my finger on a chrome trigger | |
| Nigga wanna see my blood waste | |
| But little did he know he was fuckin with a nut case | |
| He tried to pull a . 44 | |
| But soon as he reached i fucked him up with the car do' | |
| I got out the car and stomped his ass, gee | |
| He said, " please, spice 1, don' t blast me" | |
| Close your eyes and grip your dick | |
| I shot him int eh stomach and watched him scream like a bitch | |
| It ain' t shit to watch a nigga gut splurter | |
| When it' s money or murder | |
| Money or murder |