Understand the Spice lyrics

[Verse 1: KrispyLife Kidd]
You wanna die over some petty sh*t?
Dawg shooting in the sky, tryna get heaven hit
This a [?], this ain't no [?], b*tch
I just popped security in the club, on some belly sh*t
We been trapping since the sandbox
It's some bullsh*t, cut the brades, go dreadlocks
I'm from Flint, f*ck a b*tch, make her bed rock

[Verse 2: RMC Mike]
[?] with a red dot
Pour some wok in [?] taste like red pop
Two to the back, one to the chest, then the headshot
b*tch, that's an overkill
Tat my name on your left titty, so I know it's real
[?] sneak dissing, get your soldiers killed
[?] forgies, [?] moder [?]
Best sh*t talkers in the state, yes, they know the real

[Verse 3: KrispyLife Kidd]
Yeah, they know the real
Thought [?] straight drop
[?]
Come over, ain't no movies, it's just straight c*ck
[?]
Mike just dropped Joonior Season, and he passed the game
[?] coming out of bible studdy, get the pastter flamed
[?] greese maker
I ain't coming with no motherf*cking [?] get your master grade
[Verse 4: RMC Mike]
[?]
Introduced the world to Spice Talk, now my statis changed
I just want the pape out this sh*t, ya'll can have the fame
Real hustler, I touched a hundred K before I had a name
Don't believe me? You can ask my brother [?]
Off the [?] f*ck it, [?] bust [?]
[?] tucking me a [?]
I don't want no hellcat, b*tch, I'm [?] a Bentley

[Verse 5: KrispyLife Kidd]
Mike just got a new smile, his sh*t all white
I'm in the club with a fifty, and a small bike
[?] a n*gga in the club, he just stepped on my all whites
Come in my trap, no green, you see all white
And I ain't talking 'bout no snow bunnys

[Verse 6: RMC Mike & KrispyLife Kidd]
[?] I'm a road junky
[?] old money
I just started spending rap checks, but that's old money
Eh Kidd, call the plug [?]
I need a [?]
[?]
I got [?]
I think he stole from me
If you not the boss of your clique, you be store running
I just got a pint of techy from my old woman
[?] I got an active nine
Dawg tryna play games, and [?] for a PS five
I don't speak on the opps no more, n*gga, we up five
Sold a hundred bolls in two weeks, now [?]
Ride through the six with sixty on me, better not see [?]
Threw the bag to the end zone, [?]
[?] pull up in the six with a six
I got you
sh*t, I'm tryna see LeBron
b*tch sucked me and f*cked me for [?]
Dawg talking 'bout he ain't tell, he got [?]
[?] old school [?]
n*gga, run it down on the game one more time, n*gga, he gon die
[?] n*gga, we gon fly
[?] free the whole f*cking ghetto