Spice 1 - If It Ain't Rough, It Ain't Me lyrics

(Chorus) If it ain't rough, it ain't me, no it ain't me (if it ain't rough, it ain't me) If it ain't rough, it ain't me (if it ain't rough, it ain't me) If it ain't rough, it ain't me, it ain't me (if it ain't rough, it ain't me) If it ain't rough, it ain't me (if it ain't rough, it ain't me) (Spice 1) More chips no kippers more bits like your computer With a niglet with the criminal mind like Lex Luger I, leave your top in your lap like I-B-M N-a-navigators, TV's be ridin' them I be him, black beany a brim, twenty inch rim The n***as b-a-bustin' them thangs ridin' with them Slide 'em in, n***as swallow butch like ride 'em in Creep and crawl on they a** like Spiderman Out of men, without the man next to the man Out of men that'll have ya a** buried in sand We ain't playin', layin' n***as across the flo' you gots to go No waitin' for the cops to roll that's pot and a coal Rose like a popsickle and tag his toe, hit him with the calacoal I ride fo' sure and it it ain't rough it ain't me Forever be thugged out Mr. Bossalini (Chorus) If it ain't rough, it ain't me, no it ain't me (if it ain't rough, it ain't me) If it ain't rough, it ain't me (if it ain't rough, it ain't me) If it ain't rough, it ain't me, it ain't me (if it ain't rough, it ain't me) If it ain't rough, it ain't me (if it ain't rough, it ain't me) (Spice 1) Slam dunk this uzi up in your chest like J.R. cause I'ma rider Score thirty six shots in one body slugs burn inside you don't think I'm bad, nobody know karate just a thugged out n***a puttin' hollows up in your body I don't f** around with that return from the dead So I make sure I blow off half the back of your head n***a we skyballin', call me Lucci Skyballer, fly talker Catty trunks with dead carcuses in 'em I spit venom, born to sin 'em sick as f** With a thug disease, n***as tradin' slugs for cheese In the year two-g's, we call it Y2-YAY and wonder why I pack two AK's, witness the end of days I'm on shots on n***as lotsa n***as to die Hit b**hes between their thighs and n***as between their eyes Just pick me with the blunt off in my mouth is lit I smoke the knockout King's two thousand two sh** (Chorus) If it ain't rough, it ain't me, no it ain't me (if it ain't rough, it ain't me) If it ain't rough, it ain't me (if it ain't rough, it ain't me) If it ain't rough, it ain't me, it ain't me (if it ain't rough, it ain't me) If it ain't rough, it ain't me (if it ain't rough, it ain't me) (Spice 1) When you come to my city your vest best be tight on I thought you n***as knew the West was Spice 1 Please believe it, we heated with fullies Pull these triggers with baguettes on the index Flexi blast pumpin' like Lex off the X we don't give a f** we buryin' n***as Never die alone is what we steady tell our young n***as If they comin' to get'cha, take a couple of 'em wit'cha Got 'em rollin' with the "Strap On The Side" now can you picture me bustin' with saggy pants on runnin' with k**ers? Bail up on your front lawn with a truck full of n***as We bring nightmares to snitches hangin' around a alley West Sides' finest thug n***as straight outta Cali Bringin' it to ya live, raw and uncut Space ballin', diamonds shinin', plottin' pictures of sh** n***a what I leave you shouldered in the midget of some quicksand Have your a** limpin' around here with a wooden leg and a kick-stand (Chorus) If it ain't rough, it ain't me, no it ain't me (if it ain't rough, it ain't me) If it ain't rough, it ain't me (if it ain't rough, it ain't me) If it ain't rough, it ain't me, it ain't me (if it ain't rough, it ain't me) If it ain't rough, it ain't me (if it ain't rough, it ain't me)