187 Proof

187 Proof-Spice 1

Coolin on the corner with the cellular phone you can tell that the East

Bay was his home

More mail than the rest of the pushers cuz he's got a technine in the

And that's how the shit was handled first name Jack last name Daniels

Had two boys named E and J E had the nine and J the AK

Clocked on a street called Hennessey robs with a mother fucker named

O.E.

E had a bitch and her name was Gin, had a nigga named Juice doin time

in the pen

You couldn't tell that Gin was a bitch though, cuz she was fuckin some

nigga named Cisco

E and J knew tonight they'd come with two fat niggas named Bacardi and

The cap jacks hoe and the sight was scary, the bitch was all bloody

and her name was Mary

Officer Martini wiped up the body, and all fingers pointed at Rum and

Bacardi

E and J told Jack the hotel, so Jack tried to bail Juice out of the jail

But ol' E had the judge on the payroll clout, so Jack shot the judge up

and rolled Juice out

Now everybody's talking ?'bout Gin and Juice, Juice shot Gin cuz the

bitch was loose

Now E is shook thinkin they ain't gonna get me, I'll round up the posse

and call up Mickey

Mickey was big, he only sold 8 balls, had 99 niggas up against the wall

E and J found out he made the call so E and J and Jack and Juice nined

them all

They were sent to the morgue and Mickey paid the bill, got the money

from the bitch (?reckless?) Strawberry Hill

Jack and Juice said Mickey wouldn't survive, but Mickey was slick he

had a Colt 45

And now he's wonderin how he got the word, it was the neighborhood wino

Thunderbird

You wonder how the murder rap got so much juice, it was a hundred and

eighty-seven proof , Check it out