Fked In The Game

VERSE 1
Murder, murder, murder muth*fkas
Yeah, I'm short, but my boys cause ruckus
It's the nigg* 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 as* on
Tec-9 to the dome, nigg*, live in traum'
I gotta get on the muth*fkin grind
Find a spot in the bushes for my nine
Cause 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 muth*fkas 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 as* split
And a nine ain't shootin blanks
It's the cop who had a fked up day and a little drink
Get a thrill for a kill, a trigger to a nigg*
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 fked in the game

fked in the game

VERSE 2
A to the muth*fkin Z
So close your eyes, grip your d*ck and count to three
If my dome is tried to fk
I drag your as* through a alley and chop you up
I ain't takin no shorts, gee
I kill your dog and your baby and your muth*fkin family
Let Spice hold the double m
I fk 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 fk him up, mayn
So now I'm watchin every nigg* 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 muth*fkas headless
Cap-cap-cap
Leave a nigg* 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 nigg* with a glock in his drawers
Gettin paid off the muth*fkin ashpalt
So if you wanna step to a nigg* though
I'm pluggin muth*fkas up like a stereo
I got love for my jammie, it's a d*mn shame
But I ain't the one to get fked in the game

fked 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, nigg*, up in the cut
Slingin caine and twump sacks, so what the fk?
Livin like a muth*fkin sewer rat
Put away the nine, got a newer gat
Put the beam on a muth*fka fo'head
Emptied up the godd*mn clip and left mo' dead
4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Got 5 caps left, 5 got 8
To the dome, to the muth*fkin dome
Duck quick as fk 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 muth*fkas up like doja
A nigg* that's crazy and dyin to explode ya
187 up in the house, can you fk with it?
It's like a car that crashed, so buckle up with it
Hot bullets make a nigg* fry
A good night for a muth*fkin 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*ssy waitin to get fked by the fker
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 fked in the game

fked in the game

Yeah
All y'all out there in the muth*fkin spot
Y'all better watch y'all back
ain't bulls**ttin in '92
Put a hole in your chest without the vest