No Real Gz - Spice 1

Take you back and kick some shit about the old school days

When me and 2pac use to smash through the motherfuckin' bay

He use to live by the lake, right by the parkway exit

We use to pull bad bitches and get 'em ass-hole naked

I was doin' the «In My Neighborhood» video shoot

Just about the same time my nigga Pac did «Juice»

That nigga came through my video and said «Whatsup-er»

Spice 1, do that rap shit where you stutter

Was a bad motherfucker, we both laughed at eachother

Off the good Bin Laden bomb indo smoke

True gun clappers, days of the real gangsta rappers

But in this time and day, shit, it dont matter

If the nigga liked the party they gonna give him the role

Too many suckers in disguise wearin' gangsta’s clothes

You can tell when you look in my eyes that I’m a ridah

Ready to dump and bust slugs for my motherfuckin' partna’z BLAOW

There will never be another Pac, or Scarface

Another Ice Cube nigga, won’t be another Dr. Dre

And what about the D.O.C.

he made noise

But man, that shit was fucked up when he lost his voice

Real gangsta rappers, MC Eiht and DJ Quick

Them niggas had me fired up with all that gangbang shit

Don’t forget Eazy E or the OG Ice T

That nigga Too $hort use to pick me up from highschool G

The real pioneers of the gangsta rap scene

I use to open for N.W.A.

at seventeen

Use to be a jacka, call me the real gangsta rapper

WESTSIDE nigga home of the playas pimps and macks

We the originators of gangsta shit, we love to spit it

Tell the real, let these motherfuckers know the ordeal

I remember Dub C (W.C.) when he came wit the MAAD Circle

From the north to the south Cali niggas was spittin verbals

You know JIVE Records had to travel to the east

Cause this gangsta rap shit was blowin up like yeast

Fuck with my nigga Noreaga and my nigga Cam’Ron

My niggas from all over Queens, Brooklyn and Bronx

Even though I’m comin' from W.E.S.T

Some of the niggas on the east got love for me

Real gangsta rappers, they respectin' this thug shit

Cause it was 187 dump a nigga in a ditch

Even if a motherfucker wasn’t likin' our rap

He had to respect this motherfuckin Glock in my lap

When it comes to real gangsta rappers I’m one of the last

So catch a glimpse of a motherfuckin blast from the past

Spice 1, Bossalini, Fetti Chico Soprano

Put a slug up in your ass have you singin' Soprano

They don’t make real niggas like us no mo'

But you can catch me signin' autographs and doin' a show

BLAOW!

Chorus til end (with talking)