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
Translation: Spice 1. Fucked In The Game.
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
And now they callin' on the government To try and make somebody quiet For the bullshit they done to me Gangsta Nip, Spice 1 or 2Pac never gave a gun
that was right there, When I had a couple ends No Fuckin Benz, No Fuckin House , Just a fucking Couch, So shut Yo Fuckin Mouth, Before I zip it up, Say Fuck Rap Fuck
the set, who did I see? A fuck-nigga from Atlanta named after me! (What??) I put that red dot up against his head And said "Fuck-ass nigga, I should
game, bitch pray when the bullets rain, fuck the fame Come on [Chorus x3] [Abel talking] Mr. Abel, Mr. Kane. American Meat, '99 nigga. Any nigga that fuck
Member when your pussy Second husband tried to beat ya Remember when i went into the kitchen got the cleaver He aint give a fuck i aint give a fuck
a physically tear it up Another G with a glock givin' a fuck about a cop I do my talkin' with a 12-gauge buckshot Like Spice 1 I'm just a giggity-giggity
nigga before you get on stage And watch him standing in the crowd still cheering you and shit I'm nice y'all, like gretzky and ice ball Wanna fuck scary spice
game, bitch pray when the bullets rain, fuck the fame Come on Chorus x3 (Abel talking) Mr. Abel, Mr. Kane. American Meat, '99 nigga. Any nigga that fuck
nigga before you get on stage And watch him standing in the crowd still cheering you and shit I'm nice y'all, like Gretzky and ice ball Wanna fuck Scary Spice
Boy South Niggaz, Ball and G Orange Mound, the moment you been waitin for Collaboration, c'mon now Let's go, let's go, let's so, c'mon [Verse 1 - Eightball
crack, never, ever, ever fucking wack I eat the fuckin' pineapple now & laters Listen to me now, don't listen to me later Fuck it 'cause I know I didn't make it fuckin
A nigga gots no heart (a nigga a nigga) [repeat] [Verse 1] I'm sick up in this game I'll take no muthafuckin' shorts & slam dunk these riddles up in
s just a part of the game, you get you jugular opened up if you say the say the wrong niggaz name, I hear the guard screamin shut the fuck up, and as
[ ant banks ] ( *burp* ) Aw shit One of them fake-ass answer machines again 1-800-fake-ass-answer-machine ( *dial tone* ) [ verse 1: spice 1 ] Mi-ni-
s the little fuckin side of the menu" She said "I got my own money, I'm just playin, loosen up I came to handle business, I don't come here to fuck" Anyway, where your fuck
