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letra de drive way - spice 1

[intro: nanci fletcher]
yeah
yeah
summertime
sun
yeah
and the sky real high like, yeah
and the roof real fly like yeah
as we pullin’ out the drive way yeah

[chorus: spice 1 & nanci fletcher]
convertible on a nice day, nice day (nice day)
doin’ this sh-t the fly way, fly way (fly way, fly way)
ready to hit the high way, high way (high way, high way)
as i’m pullin’ up out the drive way (uh huh)
pullin’ up out the drive way (drive way, drive way)
convertible on a nice day, nice day (nice day)
ready to hit the high way, high way (high way, high way)
as i’m pullin’ up out the drive way (uh huh)

[verse 1: spice 1 & nanci fletcher]
got a lot on my mental, n-ggas passin’ away quickly
all my old friends dyin’ and some of ’em fallen sickly (-wailing-)
know i’m blessed to see another day, tomorrow ain’t promised
the world could end in one night, if we hit by a fallin’ comet
stand by me if the mountains fall into the sea
’cause there’s a mansion in ghetto heaven for thugs and g’s
open the door to the bentley, adjust the rear view
turn my radio on, so a n-gga can hear some tunes
i’m about to go and d-mn near went blind
mothaf-ckas rollin’ by throwin’ up gang signs (gang signs)
ran in the house, grabbed the extra clip
pull out the draco, them n-ggas don’t wanna trip
i keep a clip in the passenger seat and one in the thumper
one hundred and ten degrees, too hot to die in the summer
lookin’ around for the f-ck boys, tryna jack on a friday
(just…ain’t… no… love…)
as i’m pullin’ out the drive way(no, no)

[interlude: nawfside outlaw]
shiet, the homie got smoked last week mayn
i’m still dealin’ with that sh-t
i hope y’all payin’ attention to this sh-t mayn
spice mothaf-ckin’ one tellin’ y’all some real sh-t

[verse 2: rappin’ 4-tay & nanci fletcher]
pullin’ up out the drive way, like cube i pray i have a good day (it’s a good day)
the game has changed although we still spittin’
youth gone insane in the brain, but man we still kickin'(-wailing-)
gotta watch ho you roll with, smell what i’m smellin’
sometimes you roll with a whole clip and it ain’t no tellin’
hot as fish grease, loaded piece, ready to serve (-wailing-)
jump straight into the convertible and didn’t say a word
victim of circumstance and it ain’t no riddle (yeah)
we some g’s in this game, gotta know how to wiggle
in the rear view, lookin’ out for the popo
that’s why most of the time, i roll solo
summer breeze, h-lla palm trees and i’m sucka free
you out there doin’ you, that’s why i’m doin’ me
top down, and they pushin, havin it my way (my way)
thank god that i made it back to the drive way

[verse 3: spice 1]
i told my ho’ we checkin’ surroundings before we get in the car
b-tches told me some n-ggas was talkin’ sh-t in the bar
upset they wanna take her sh-t and leave ’em dead in the park
so when you pull out the drive way, be ready for war
in fact, look up under it before you get in it
five hundred black on black with all the windows tinted
in the drive way, better check all your mirrors
keep ya hands out your pocket if you plan on walkin’ the mirrors
in the drive way, ’cause we be rollin’ with shooters
if you want a autograph, better make it clear to us
’cause we ain’t playin’ n-gga, we always be backin’ in
just so we could roll out, if sh-t get to crackin’ and
everybody know the rules, when you up inside the zone
if them n-ggas catch you slippin’ then yo’ ass is gone
up in that drive way, even up in the drive through
get jacked for a cheese burger, a shake and some fries too
n-gga

[outro: nanci fletcher]
california dreamin’ (dreamin’)
ooh, it’s so perfect to me
california dreamin’ (dreamin’)
it’s just for me to be
this is how we doin’ oh yeah
this is how we livin’ oh yeah
this is how we movin’ oh yeah
it’s so perfect to me
california dreamin’ (dreamin’)
it’s just for me to be
this is how we doin’ oh yeah
this is how we livin’ oh yeah
this is how we movin’ oh yeah

- spice 1

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