Текст песни Spice 1 - Fucked in the Game, слова песни Spice 1

Текст песни Spice 1 - Fucked in the Game

Spice 1 - Fucked in the Game слова песни

[ VERSE 1 ]
Murder, murder, murder muthafuckas
Yeah, I`m short, but my boys cause ruckus
It`s the nigga that`s icey like a popsicle
It`s like the jail when it comes to clockin every nickel
You want static with the Fac, bring that ass on
Tec-9 to the dome, nigga, live in traum`
I gotta get on the muthafuckin grind
Find a spot in the bushes for my nine
Cause niggas don`t sleep on the spot
And if you do, you be the first to get got
So don`t get caught on the slip
Pack a double m or a pistol grip
Robbin muthafuckas to stay alive
Cause in the ghetto only the strong survive
And O.G.`s, they can tell when the task hit
New jacks try to run and get they ass split
And a nine ain`t shootin blanks
It`s the cop who had a fucked up day and a little drink
Get a thrill for a kill, a trigger to a nigga
The feel of the black steel make him quiver
I got love for my jammie, it`s a damn shame
But I ain`t the one to get fucked in the game

Fucked in the game

[ VERSE 2 ]
A to the muthafuckin Z
So close your eyes, grip your dick and count to three
If my dome is tried to fuck
I drag your ass through a alley and chop you up
I ain`t takin no shorts, gee
I kill your dog and your baby and your muthafuckin family
Let Spice hold the double m
I fuck around and go nuts and shoot up her and him
Cause it ain`t no thang to let my dick hang
Gunshot bang, had to fuck him up, mayn
So now I`m watchin every nigga with a hawk eye
Put on a wig just like them homies doin walk-by
I think I need to see the Wiz cause I`m heartless
Leave a lotta muthafuckas headless
Cap-cap-cap
Leave a nigga brains pulsatin in his lap
You get a hole in your chest without the vest
It`s like Messy Marvin, leave a mess
Another black-ass nigga with a glock in his drawers
Gettin paid off the muthafuckin ashpalt
So if you wanna step to a nigga though
I`m pluggin muthafuckas up like a stereo
I got love for my jammie, it`s a damn shame
But I ain`t the one to get fucked in the game

Fucked in the game

I ain`t the one

[ VERSE 3 ]
Boom-boom to the head, now your body numb
Put a hot one up in that ass, that`s where I`m comin from
12 o`clock at night, nigga, up in the cut
Slingin caine and twump sacks, so what the fuck?
Livin like a muthafuckin sewer rat
Put away the nine, got a newer gat
Put the beam on a muthafucka fo`head
Emptied up the goddamn clip and left mo` dead
4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Got 5 caps left, 5 niggas got 8
To the dome, to the muthafuckin dome
Duck quick as fuck when I reach for the chrome
I got the vest, I got the vest
But he didn`t get to it `fore the slug hit his chest
Smokin muthafuckas up like doja
A nigga that`s crazy and dyin to explode ya
187 up in the house, can you fuck with it?
It`s like a car that crashed, so buckle up with it
Hot bullets make a nigga fry
A good night for a muthafuckin walk-by
Like BBD give me the gat and I`ma do ya
Like a hooker on a Saturday night I`m quick to screw ya
Cause you the pussy waitin to get fucked by the fucker
Servin lemonheads to the cluckers
I got love for my jammie, it`s a damn shame
But I ain`t the one to get fucked in the game

Fucked in the game

Yeah
All y`all niggas out there in the muthafuckin spot
Y`all better watch y`all back
Niggas ain`t bullshittin in `92
Put a hole in your chest without the vest

Spice 1

Fucked in the Game

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