Artist: C-bo f/spice 1
Album: Last Dance
Song: One Luv
Typed by: Seasideplayer@Hotmail.com

Nigga give me the joint you niggas ain't no ridahs
One luv to the niggas that bit the dust and cried
Check this shit out

Verse 1
[Spice 1]
Blewwwwww ba ba ba bye they coming at the gangster s.p.i.i.i.i.
They in the back seat with they eyes open wide
Bullet holes in his chest you say he's expired
My partner uhh on himself homie couldn't take the shots
Said he was leetin off two fifty caliber letting off
Felt his body cold like ice surrounded his hoopty
Like us but still twitching like in a movie we be
Throwing niggas in the trunk and fuck up stacks stacks
Major paine and bossaline split the bounty in half half
We head hunters so get a vest for your dome bloaw
Snatch the benz from your home jump when I'm done with the chrome

Verse 2
[Chorus]
Niggas wanna see me murdered gun down the stret left hoody
Crawling to get some help brand new fifth money
And he's swearing that he plugged me running aroudn town
Talking about he put a slug in me I ain't never had no
Love for him

Chorus: 2x
[Spice 1]
One love to the niggas that bit the dust and cried
One thug that down to ride

Verse 3
[C-bo]
Ain't no half stepping leathal weapon used when I'm stepping
Commenced when I wet them and any nigga that feels he disrespected
Clips ejected hollow tips and slugs
They collected watch him catch death when I connect four leath weapons
Smith and wesson dump slugs nigga and leave hm down
For slam fool you fuck with a murder man
You's a goner hit with the tech in california run up on ya
And dump clips on ya fake cubic cerconia

Verse 4
[Spice 1]
Ak's and rolex watches go together like hoes
Sex moey and cloths murder friends and fo fo's
Dreams of schemes balling feen for cream when I
On my muthafuckign lots on the on a skettle for triple beam
Killa looking into the eyes of my victim
I bucked them till they fell on the floor and kick them
It's cold murder cold hooded heart strted caughing up fed rum
When his chest started spitting far

Chorus: 2x
[Spice 1]
One love to the niggas that bit the dust and cried
One thug that down to ride

Verse 5
[C-Bo]
Finsh on dubs benz ballers with the plug got addict to drugs
Off to get a bub packing choppes to protect mine
I got some young niggas posted up wit tech nines
On the westside when we hold down the fo for sure with gun smoke
We never provoked we drop coke
And get up outy on some go thangs sideways
Up in my cady with the low thangs with major paine

Verse 6
[Spice 1]
I'm losing it the host ready to speak spoke to my homie
Last night he's been there for two weeks
I hear voices in my head see things on my bed
I'm thugged out I'm seeing things but I ain't scared
Mama raised a heck riser
LORD forgive I'm lost niggas laid down my homie
I just gad to get off just a solder born to ride
But I'm hard to kill but that phony shit but this is real
Ain't no nigga living a lie have me caught up in some bushit
I eat your ass with the full clip

Chorus: 2x
[Spice 1]
One love to the niggas that bit the dust and cried
One thug that down to ride