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SPICE 1 lyrics : "Check Ya Self"

Now come and beat the realness
$#&@in' these funky hoes will make you feel this
Drippin' sensation stickin' your ace in the wrong place

And you'll be $$# out dickless, passin' out when you get this
AIDS %#@! in your grave, ditch will be dug with a quickness
So this is the phase of the days when I grew up

Reminiscin' and trippin' off all them hoes I done $#&@ed
But it's all good and plenty
I hust can't count how many trampy hoes I done did it to

Licked it, did it, split it too
But %#@! is cool makin' the thrilla of Manilla
Scoop up the scrilla boy that cuchi be a killa

You can feel a order up with a nut and then bounce
And have that $$# comin' up shorter than a $#&@in' quarter ounce...


[Gangsta P]
Let's get toe down off some X-O, puffin' on the cripto
Bent corner eyers up on her, super band low down dirty shame

No need to know your age, (*##$, what's your name?
Said her name was Tammy, lived with her granny
All I'm thinkin' about is gettin' in her panties

Got the digits, called her later on that night
At a two dome sex, flossin' big elex
@@#!ed the roof back, (*##$, blaze the sack

Reached the destination, no hesitation
Out of my clothes in the guts about to nut
No protection, after two hours hopped out the shower

Dressed in Eddie Bauer, livin' like a true playas should
Six years later: test positive cause the hoe was no good...


If you wanna get your groove on, come and do a little somethin' with
Me...
If you wanna get your groove on, let's wrap it up before we $#&@...

If you wanna get your groove on, come and do a little somethin' with
Me...
If you wanna get your groove on, let's wrap it up before we $#&@...


[Celly Cel]
A-I-D crooked letter

Motha$#&@as better strap up when they come together
It's a top notch so you ain't thinkin'
Got your battlefields sinkin', caught late night full of weed, drinkin'

Got ya creepin' in the unknown
Steered you wrong even if you get your head blown
Fool, you still gone, switch up your tactics: $#&@ with prophalactics

It ain't about that raw dickin' her and nuttin' on the mattress
You didn't know these hoes will put the tags on your toes
Don't knows crossin' up the game because she chose

Listen to your homie Celly, ^!$$%, before you hit the telly, ^!$$%
Have a box of rubbers ready, ^!$$%...


[Almon D of 187-Fac]
I can't lie, this whole AIDS situation got my brain drownin' in
Illusions

Settin' ^!$$%s up for the conclusions
I ain't sayin' that I'm gonna live forever
Gotsta $#&@ new, get sometime in the future

Don't got no babies, what about the day when you get married
I hope I'm layin' in bed with a virgin with a meal that's urgent
She heard that I was livin' my lifestyle lavishly

Flashbacks of $#&@in' her cousin in the alley
Smokin' on the twamp sack that she bought the jimmy hats
Three O'clock in the morning, sideways I was cuttin' the Pontiac


Strapped...


If you wanna get your groove on, come and do a little somethin' with
Me...
If you wanna get your groove on, let's wrap it up before we $#&@...

If you wanna get your groove on, come and do a little somethin' with
Me...
If you wanna get your groove on, let's wrap it up before we $#&@...


[Den-Fenn of 187-Fac]
Well, here's a serious situation that we facin'

It starts off by doin' the nasty without patience
Forgettin' about the condom
Usin' and abusin' the drugs and methinfedamies
She wanted to suck my dick head so bad she was beggin' me
So I stepped to this straight (*##$ named Sally, Sally

Threw my slugs at a scallywag at a club in the valley
Leather trench, all hair down to her shoulders and back
Some Guess jeans all deep down and her #~!!@ read fat
To be exact one of my ^!$$%s pulled my coat tail
And told me that the (*##$ was hectic: A-I to the D-S infected...


[G-Nut of 187-Fac]
Motha$#&@as be runnin' up in this (*##$ without no prophalactics
Filthy tactics, may as well pull the strap to your head and blast it
Suicidal decisions, livin' your life on the edge slippin'

With one foot off in the grave and the other one on a banana peelin'
But I ain't trippin', red ribbons in my chest
No chemotherapy treatments needed
Cause I'm a make it strecth to my
Stapped all over my dick and when I digs I blow they mind back

And then I grab my %#@!

If you wanna get your groove on, come and do a little somethin' with
Me...
If you wanna get your groove on, let's wrap it up before we $#&@...
If you wanna get your groove on, come and do a little somethin' with

Me...
If you wanna get your groove on, let's wrap it up before we $#&@...

[Spice 1]
Some of you ^!$$%s can't even say condoms
Some ^!$$%s be talkin' about conderves or condos
Straight raw dickin' hoes

You don't know that hoe, man, that (*##$ can't be trusted
Better be strapped with about four condoms
If you plan to keep your life, soldier
You're gonna be feelin' kinda $#&@ed up and faulty
When you rappin' up on that stage and your dick fall off into the
Audience
Silent but deadly way of murder, it's mighty sick

Gotta have a bullet proof vest for your dick
Seventeen with the fat hydraulics
See, us west coast ^!$$%s is the most psychotic
Hittin' switches in my old school with four, $#&@ three pumps
My homie said that (*##$ had more pizzazz with "P" funk
I'm peepin' in the (*##$ out at the hoe spot
Tryin' to throw that virus to my homie

Betta watch these (*##$es cause they're fake and phony...

If you wanna get your groove on, come and do a little somethin' with
Me...
If you wanna get your groove on, let's wrap it up before we $#&@...
If you wanna get your groove on, come and do a little somethin' with
Me...

If you wanna get your groove on, let's wrap it up before we $#&@...

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