Spice 1 - Three Strikes Lyrics
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Three Strikes
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What Are The Lyrics For Three Strikes By Spice 1?
One for possession, two for the cells
Three motherfuckin' strikes, twenty five with an L What part of the game is this? What part of the game is that? One for possession, two for the cells Three motherfuckin' strikes, twenty five with an L What part of the game is this? What part of the game is that? Twenty five with an L, three strikes and you can't post bail How many niggas is you gonna catch without a strap And at least an ounce of yayo I know some niggas that want to smoke me G But I ain't just rollin' up and catchin' no slugs So these niggas can have their glory Gotta bust back fast, do the dirt ski-mask, are-15s' split that ass F*ck the po-po, I'm the nigga with a gat that's quick to blast I'm takin' a case, cause case is a nigga when I take my life Spendin' money on straps - but an A.K. is pretty nice Gotta watch my back, when it comes to my life it ain't no price Sippin' on this yak, peepin' out some niggas shootin' dice Niggas roll by, niggas pull straps Niggas peel caps and niggas get slugs in they fuckin' back I'd rather be takin' a strike, me get my ass struck Niggas load back and put one in your fuckin' gut Motherfuck Ken Gillson and that three strike shit I'm rollin' with hollow tip hot ones and about three extra clips nigga One for possession, two for the cells Three motherfuckin' strikes and you can't post bail What part of the game is this? What part of the game is that? One for possession, two for the cells Three motherfuckin' strikes, twenty five with an L What part of the game is this? What part of the game is that? 5-0 fuckin' off my high, pullin' up under they glocks Talkin' 'bout here's is his block, tellin' me I can't serve no notch Yola, Coca-Cola, hustlin' for my fetty Kickin' them candy for them fiends blockin' it up and then you're ready player But keep your eyes peeled, don't swing at least of all They give your ass a strike, have you lookin' at cell walls Niggas who slangin' them birds better watch out for your third The judge'll trick a nigga and throw a fuckin' curve That's when your ass is through, it ain't shit that you can do Leavin' your ass stuck, out in your fifty two Sayin' it ain't no sunshine when you're stuck in a five by seven Twenty five years with a nigga that you don't know Better rap with some two-eleven shit They got you sharp in the shanks put 'em in a hole and take That niggas' crazy psychiatrists say his mind go blank But youse just trippin' up off the nigga that you left dead Thinkin' they wasn't wet them motherfuckin' slugs to the head Damn - but see you in here now Should have got up on them po-po's, should have got off some rounds Huh, should have got up on them po-po's, it goes One for possession, two for the cells Three motherfuckin' strikes, twenty five with an L What part of the game is this? What part of the game is that? One for possession, two for the cells Three motherfuckin' strikes, twenty five with an L What part of the game is this? What part of the game is that? What part of the game is this? I wonder who thought it for the shit that they leave to crow Livin' it up in the city it ain't no motherfuckin' joke Yo niggas smokin', some niggas they start to hop and get to flashin' Creepin' on niggas and shit, make a nigga have to get to blastin' See Mr. Officer I'm just tryin' to survive Gotta keep my strap on my side or like a tick for my life When they come to get me, shoot up my body and leave me numb With a boss nine millimeter at these niggas, And let 'em know where a G is comin' from So don't try to put me in your concentration camp Cause on my third strike a nigga like me just gon' straight up vamp Three strike these motherfuckin' nuts, I ain't givin' a f*ck And you ain't takin' me out alive so you better be quick to duck F*ck the system it's made for lockin' us niggas down In the year 2010, take it out, now look around See how many niggas is up in Tracy, Pelican Bay Chillin' in San Quentin, no rock, Or chino where them killers and all the G's lay One for possession, two for the cells Three motherfuckin' strikes, twenty five with an L What part of the game is this? What part of the game is that? One for possession, two for the cells Three motherfuckin' strikes, twenty five with an L What part of the game is this? What part of the game is that? |
Who Wrote Three Strikes By Spice 1?
Gentry Reed, Robert Lee Green Jr.
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What's The Duration Of The Three Strikes By Spice 1?The duration of Three Strikes is 4:30 minutes and seconds. |
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