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Текст песни Spice 1 - Three Strikes

Spice 1 - Three Strikes слова песни

(Chorus: Spice 1)One for possession, two for the cellsThree motherfuckin` strikes, twenty five with an LWhat part of the game is this?What part of the game is that?One for possession, two for the cellsThree motherfuckin` strikes, twenty five with an LWhat part of the game is this?What part of the game is that?(Spice 1)Twenty five with an L, three strikes and you can`t post bailHow many niggas is you gonna catch without a strapand at least an ounce of yayoI know some niggas that wanna smoke me GBut I ain`t just rollin` up and catchin` no slugsso these niggas can have their gloryGotta bust back fast, do the dirt ski-mask, AR-15s` split that assFuck the po-po, I`m the nigga with a gat that`s quick to blastI`m takin` a case, cause case is a nigga when I take my lifeSpendin` money on straps - but an A.K. is pretty niceGotta watch my back, when it comes to my life it ain`t no priceSippin` on this yak, peepin` out some niggas shootin` diceNiggas roll by, niggas pull strapsNiggas peel caps and niggas get slugs in they fuckin` backI`d rather be takin` a strike, me get my ass struckNiggas load back and put one in your fuckin` gutMotherfuck Ken Gillson and that three strike shitI`m rollin` with hollow tip hot ones and about three extra clips nigga(Chorus: Spice 1)One for possession, two for the cellsThree motherfuckin` strikes and you can`t post bailWhat part of the game is this?What part of the game is that?One for possession, two for the cellsThree motherfuckin` strikes, twenty five with an LWhat part of the game is this?What part of the game is that?(Spice 1)5-0 fuckin` off my high, pullin` up under they glocksTalkin` `bout here`s is his block, tellin` me I can`t serve no notchYola, Coca-Cola, hustlin` for my fettykickin` them candy for them fiends blockin` it up and then you`re ready playerBut keep your eyes peeled, don`t swing at least of allthey give your ass a strike, have you lookin` at cell wallsNiggas who slangin` them birds better watch out for your thirdThe judge`ll trick a nigga and throw a fuckin` curveThat`s when your ass is through, it ain`t shit that you can doLeavin` your ass stuck, out in your fifty twoSayin` it ain`t no sunshine when you`re stuck in a five by sevenTwenty five years with a nigga that you don`t knowbetter rap with some two-eleven shitThey got you sharp in the shanks put `em in a hole and takeThat niggas` crazy psychiatrists say his mind go blankBut youse just trippin` up off the nigga that you left deadThinkin` they wasn`t wet them motherfuckin` slugs to the headDamn - but see you in here nowshould have got up on them po-po`s, should have got off some roundsHuh, should have got up on them po-po`s, it goes(Chorus: Spice 1)One for possession, two for the cellsThree motherfuckin` strikes, twenty five with an LWhat part of the game is this?What part of the game is that?One for possession, two for the cellsThree motherfuckin` strikes, twenty five with an LWhat part of the game is this?What part of the game is that?(Spice 1)What part of the game is this?I wonder who thought it for the shit that they leave to crowLivin` it up in the city it ain`t no motherfuckin` jokeYo niggas smokin`, some niggas they start to hop and get to flashin`Creepin` on niggas and shit, make a nigga have to get to blastin`See Mr. Officer I`m just tryin` to surviveGotta keep my strap on my side or like a tick for my lifeWhen they come to get me, shoot up my body and leave me numbwith a boss nine millimeter at these niggas, and let `em know where a G is comin` fromSo don`t try to put me in your concentration campCause on my third strike a nigga like me just gon` straight up vampThree strike these motherfuckin` nuts, I ain`t givin` a fuckAnd you ain`t takin` me out alive so you better be quick to duckFuck the system it`s made for lockin` us niggas downIn the year 2010, take it out, now look aroundSee how many niggas is up in Tracy, Pelican Baychillin` in San Quentin, no rock, or chino where them killers and all the G`s lay(Chorus: Spice 1)One for possession, two for the cellsThree motherfuckin` strikes, twenty five with an LWhat part of the game is this?What part of the game is that?One for possession, two for the cellsThree motherfuckin` strikes, twenty five with an LWhat part of the game is this?What part of the game is that?

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