spice 1 – fucked in the game lyrics
[ verse 1 ]
murder, murder, murder m-th-f-ckas
yeah, i’m short, but my boys cause ruckus
it’s the n-gg- 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 -ss on
tec-9 to the dome, n-gg-, live in traum’
i gotta get on the m-th-f-ckin grind
find a spot in the bushes for my nine
cause n-gg-s 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 m-th-f-ckas 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 -ss split
and a nine ain’t shootin blanks
it’s the cop who had a f-cked up day and a little drink
get a thrill for a kill, a trigger to a n-gg-
the feel of the black steel make him quiver
i got love for my jammie, it’s a d-mn shame
but i ain’t the one to get f-cked in the game
f-cked in the game
[ verse 2 ]
a to the m-th-f-ckin z
so close your eyes, grip your d-ck and count to three
if my dome is tried to f-ck
i drag your -ss through a alley and chop you up
i ain’t takin no shorts, gee
i kill your dog and your baby and your m-th-f-ckin family
let spice hold the double m
i f-ck around and go nuts and shoot up her and him
cause it ain’t no thang to let my d-ck hang
gunshot bang, had to f-ck him up, mayn
so now i’m watchin every n-gg- 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 m-th-f-ckas headless
cap-cap-cap
leave a n-gg- 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–ss n-gg- with a glock in his drawers
gettin paid off the m-th-f-ckin ashpalt
so if you wanna step to a n-gg- though
i’m pluggin m-th-f-ckas up like a stereo
i got love for my jammie, it’s a d-mn shame
but i ain’t the one to get f-cked in the game
f-cked 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 -ss, that’s where i’m comin from
12 o’clock at night, n-gg-, up in the cut
slingin caine and twump sacks, so what the f-ck?
livin like a m-th-f-ckin sewer rat
put away the nine, got a newer gat
put the beam on a m-th-f-cka fo’head
emptied up the godd-mn clip and left mo’ dead
4, 5, 6, 7, 8
got 5 caps left, 5 n-gg-s got 8
to the dome, to the m-th-f-ckin dome
duck quick as f-ck 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 m-th-f-ckas up like doja
a n-gg- that’s crazy and dyin to explode ya
187 up in the house, can you f-ck with it?
it’s like a car that crashed, so buckle up with it
hot bullets make a n-gg- fry
a good night for a m-th-f-ckin walk-by
like bbd give me the gat and i’ma do ya
like a hooker on a sat-rday night i’m quick to screw ya
cause you the p-ssy waitin to get f-cked by the f-cker
servin lemonheads to the cluckers
i got love for my jammie, it’s a d-mn shame
but i ain’t the one to get f-cked in the game
f-cked in the game
yeah
all y’all n-gg-s out there in the m-th-f-ckin spot
y’all better watch y’all back
n-gg-s ain’t bullsh-ttin in ’92
put a hole in your chest without the vest
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