Spice 1 - f**ed In The Game lyrics

[ verse 1 ] Murder, murder, murder muthaf**as Yeah, i'm short, but my boys cause ruckus It's the n***a 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 a** on Tec-9 to the dome, n***a, live in traum' I gotta get on the muthaf**in grind Find a spot in the bushes for my nine Cause n***as 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 muthaf**as 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 a** split And a nine ain't shootin blanks It's the cop who had a f**ed up day and a little drink Get a thrill for a k**, a trigger to a n***a 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 f**ed in the game f**ed in the game [ verse 2 ] A to the muthaf**in z So close your eyes, grip your dick and count to three If my dome is tried to f** I drag your a** through a alley and chop you up I ain't takin no shorts, gee I k** your dog and your baby and your muthaf**in family Let spice hold the double m I f** 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 f** him up, mayn So now i'm watchin every n***a 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 muthaf**as headless Cap-cap-cap Leave a n***a 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-a** n***a with a glock in his drawers Gettin paid off the muthaf**in ashpalt So if you wanna step to a n***a though I'm pluggin muthaf**as up like a stereo I got love for my jammie, it's a damn shame But i ain't the one to get f**ed in the game f**ed 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 a**, that's where i'm comin from 12 o'clock at night, n***a, up in the cut Slingin caine and twump sacks, so what the f**? Livin like a muthaf**in sewer rat Put away the nine, got a newer gat Put the beam on a muthaf**a fo'head Emptied up the goddamn clip and left mo' dead 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 Got 5 caps left, 5 n***as got 8 To the dome, to the muthaf**in dome Duck quick as f** 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 muthaf**as up like doja A n***a that's crazy and dyin to explode ya 187 up in the house, can you f** with it? It's like a car that crashed, so buckle up with it Hot bullets make a n***a fry A good night for a muthaf**in 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 p**y waitin to get f**ed by the f**er Servin lemonheads to the cluckers I got love for my jammie, it's a damn shame But i ain't the one to get f**ed in the game f**ed in the game Yeah All y'all n***as out there in the muthaf**in spot Y'all better watch y'all back n***as ain't bullsh**tin in '92 Put a hole in your chest without the vest