Fucked In The Game Lyrics - Spice 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 

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' asphalt 

So if you want to 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 

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 

Four five six seven eight 

Got 5 caps left, five niggas got eight 

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