Runnin?out Da Crackhouse Lyrics - Spice 1

My old school homie took a fall 

His blood hit the mothafuckin' wall 

Ran to the trunk and got the AK 'cause the funk was on 

It felt like Christmas Day 

I got a present and it come with a banana clip 

Santa Claus muthafucka meet the hollow tip 

But let me get to the trunk so they fucked up 

Now I'm 'bout to explode, niggas suckin' chrome up 

Kick down the door and started spraying 

My nigga on the ground eyes wide open dead layin' 

Busted a nigga in the back rat-a-tat-tat 

His blood hit the floor first 

I heard his back crack 

Sounds of a mothafuckin' murder, the ghetto got me insane 

To my damn brain 

Never leavin' the house without my Glock nine 

You can't stop crime so I'ma cock mine 

The other nigga had a baby mack 

And he was off the crack 

He shot and missed and I shot back 

But we both hit the floor, what the fuck for 

I caught a bullet up in my chest and I didn't know 

But the bulletproof vest was on G 

So I kept buckin at his ass like a donkey 

And when I tried to run and get out 

The pig put the Glock to my mouth 

As I was 

Runnin' out da crackhouse out da crackhouse 

Runnin' out da crackhouse out da crackhouse 

Runnin' out da crackhouse out da crackhouse 

Runnin' out da mothafuckin' crackhouse 

Cop had his finger on the mothafuckin' trigga 

Screamin' some shit about a barbecued nigga 

I had a pocket full of 'cane and a bloody gat 

I went insane when they blasted my cutty mack 

He was my potna like En Vogue wish he hold on 

But I don't think he'll be alive for too much long 

I dropped the Glock with a puzzle look on my face 

'cause now I'm stuck with the dope and fuckin' murder case 

They threw me in the car and told me they that wanted a cut 

And if I try to get away a motherfucker stuck 

Excuse me officer but you can suck a nigga dick 

He looked me in the eye and told his potna get the bitch 

Slobberin' at the mouth, mothafuckin' K-9 

Put it in my face told me not to waste time 

What's my name? Spice mothafuckin' Ace 

Yelled fuck the pig, spit a loogey in his face 

He let that goddamn K-9 go 

Me and that bitch had it out on the floor 

It went on for five minutes or less 

Teeth marks on my mothafuckin' neck and chest 

He took me down to the county 

I'm seein' pictures of my niggas on the wall for the bounty 

I walked in with blood on my pants and 

Niggas lookin' at me like a black Charles Manson 

And I still had dope in my mouth 'cause I'm fresh out da crackhouse 

Out the crackhouse 

Runnin' out da crackhouse out da crackhouse 

Runnin' out da crackhouse out da crackhouse 

Runnin' out da crackhouse out da crackhouse 

Runnin' out da mothafuckin' crackhouse