Текст песни Fucked In the Game - Spice 1
[ 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
1 In My Neighborhood
2 187 Proof
3 East Bay Gangster (Reggae)
4 Money Gone
5 1-800-Spice
6 Peace to My Nine
7 Young Nigga
8 Welcome To The Ghetto
9 Fucked In the Game
10 Money or Murder
11 City Streets
12 1-900-S.P.I.C.E.
13 Break Yourself
14 187 Pure
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