[Intro: Ant Banks, Shorty-B]

Hey, we tapin', all right let's do this %#@!

Yo Ant Banks man tell me about your boy Spice
Man, the boy ain't nuttin nice, you know what I'm sayin'
That's the idea man, it's done

Hey check it out boy we fittin' ta do this %#@! Shorty-B
I want you to get on the god damn guitar,
Fittin' ta lay a funky $$# beat

And my boy gonn' come tight you know what I'm sayin'
That's all it take ya know,
So we fittin' ta do this %#@! and get paid like a mutha $#&@a

Spice kick it

[Verse 1: Spice 1]


187 is $#&@in' it up cause we be blowsin'
Takin' out weak mutha $#&@as wit the explosion

I put my finger on trigger and he was rolled up
Was it my nine, my ^!$$% that had him fold up
I kep' on bustin' and bustin' and cappin' cappin' y'all

Until I emptied the clip out cause I was snappin' y'all
The was the S-P-I-C-E-187 the murda
I put the nine in my pocket all of a sudden I heard a

Siren, A-K shots firin'
It was the fuzz so I figured the room was wired an'
Broke out the backdoor because the backdoor was open

So when the cop told me freeze, Yo he $#&@in' gotta be jokin'
$#&@ all the bull%#@!, I'm poppin' two in the brain
Was it a 187 or just a ghetto thang


[Chorus: Ant Banks]


Ghetto thang, ghetto thang [x2]
"Ah yeah, you know what I'm sayin'
Hey Spice do that %#@! ^!$$%"


[Verse 2: Spice 1]


A be for acres and J be likely ta jack
By the Faculty mutha $#&@a for short it's the Fac
Blast, like a hurricane and blow out you $#&@in' brains

I can't be tamed I'm insane to the membrane
Doper than D-boys, B-l-a-s-t toys
Wanna get static then homie you can just bring the noise

Spice 1'll put the vision in black, can you $#&@ wit that

You know I like the funky rata-tata-tat-tat

Of a U-Z-I, cause it sound fly
When your sayin' die mother $#&@er die
S-P-I C-E and wit the Faculty

A quarterback throwin' a rhyme now could you tackle me
Boy, you must'a had an almond joy
Huh, this ain't no child's play I'm worse than Chuckie he' a toy


[Chorus: Ant Banks]


Ghetto thang, ghetto thang [x2]
"Shorty-B break it down homie
Ah yeah, you know what I'm sayin', it ain't nuttin' but a"

Ghetto thang, ghetto thang
"Shorty-B is in the house, hey yo Spice
Bring the dope %#@! right about now"


[Verse 3: Spice 1]


Well it's the mutha $#&@in' S the P the I the C-E
Not in a homocide ^!$$% you might as well be
Lifestyles of ruthless, thought he was juicey and tried to juice this

$#&@ wit the posse but yo was useless
Can't stop the jack of the $#&@in' Fac
The bum rush'll crush a mutha $#&@as back

Spice 1 comin' straight outta Alkatraz
Wit a posse that'll probably $#&@ up the task
A lot of ^!$$%s try ta step to the murderism

But all they get is a mutha $#&@in circumcis'm
The 187 the Fac comin' right and exact
You got a static you phoned, you better call me back
Cause I don't sucker round, nor do I $#&@ around
And you can tell this by the mangled body stuck around


[Chorus:]

Ghetto thang, ghetto thang [x4]
"This %#@! is on in the '91

Out this muther $#&@er
Do that %#@! homie
Ah yeah Ant Banks is in tha mutha $#&@in' house
Spice 1 is takin' over %#@! in the '91 boy
Triad records is in the house

Ant Banks is in the house, Shorty-B is in the muther $#&@in' house
And we out the mutha $#&@in' house
For all those muther $#&@ers who didn't know"