Spic - Drunken Cypher lyrics

[Produced by Nameless] [Monster Lobo] We should do, snort some c**aine I got a little bit of morphine at home Yeah, that's what I wanna do That's a little f**ing crime But I don't give a f**, I wanna f**ing have a good time Pa**in this beat to John He's a f**ing thug at singing But this isn't singing, this is f**ing rapping [P-Stunna] Look at my dick it's big Look at my dick it's big When I hop the fence my big dick f**s your b**h Now I look at your b**h That b**h is a snitch She put me in jail And she ain't even pay my bail So I served the whole time Then I went to court And when I was at court n***a I got bored Now I'm tired of rapping So I'm about to start trapping Bang bang Now I'm gonna pa** the mic To a motherf**in dyke [Spic] I don't give a f** if you call me a f**ing dyke I am not gay, I like f**ing p**y I don't give a f** what you say, but I'm gonna k** it Check it, I like p**y [?] I like p**y, not dick You can call me gay, but you're a f*ggot [Monster Lobo] Ooh, he f**ing k**ed it He's a spic but he f**ing k**ed it He loves that p**y, that he gets every month I said every month, but I messed that sh** with a week Guru's gonna k** it, he's f**ing good, yeah [Golden Guru] Ooh ooh, I'm bout to k** it Ooh ooh, I'm bout to k** it Ooh ooh, I'm bout to k** it Check it I like them big ole titties, and they round I wanna put my dick in that motherf**ing brown Make it swish around Cum on her face Now I put that on a b**h cause she got some f**ing braces Ooh, take it back I don't wanna get my dick f**ing chapped In a f**ing strap Cause these b**hes don't know how to f**ing rap I'm just chillin with my n***as [Nameless] Yo check it I'mma do the rapping and the beat I'm not gonna rap about the p**y Imma rap about k**ing n***as in the street But really I don't do that, I just smoke the blunt You see, we all just hit the f**ing blunt I'm still doin the beat [?] I get the f**ing p**y You see I lied earlier, don't you see Ay I just rapped about the p**y How I eat it, how I beat it, how I do it everyday, aye [Monster Lobo] Talks about how he gets the p**y, every f**ing day aye That's a f**ing lie [?] He likes dick in his a**, yeah [Nameless] Yo I think the song is over Cause we just reached four minutes And now the weight is on my shoulders To end this track and see if I can spit it, aye Is it Guru? Or P-Stunna? Or will it be the almighty f**ing Spic [Golden Guru] Chillin Chillin like I'm Krillen But I keep it k**in Cause I can't rhyme with villian (You ain't a Krillen) I'm Krillen Now I'm in this world illin I'm about to take a sh**, the sh** might f**ing stink Chell it I said chell it I meant to check it Check it, check it, check it, check it [Nameless] I see the rapper is me [?] You see I'm just chillin over here So bring all the blunts and f**ing drinks over here I ain't talking bout to Tequila I'm talking about the sh** that they gave us You see, Christian can make drinks I don't know what the f** it was, but it got me weak I'm kinda f**ing tipsy My voice just cracked, it was really embarra**ing [?] so just rewind it [Monster Lobo] He just skipped f**ing Spic That's a diss on my f**ing block He's gonna f**ing get shot By all the f**ing Glocks [Nameless] Hey Spic can you finish it [Spic] I'll finish it, hey we needa stop making this beat cause we are gonna wake everyone up