Spice 1

Three Strikes Lyrics

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Composers:
  • Robert Lee Green Jr.
  • Gentry Reed
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  • west coast rap
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Spice 1 - Three Strikes lyrics

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(Chorus: 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?

(Spice 1)

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 wanna 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, AR-15s' split that ass

Fuck 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

(Chorus: Spice 1)

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?

(Spice 1)

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 Spice 1 - Three Strikes - http://motolyrics.com/spice-1/three-strikes-lyrics.html

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

(Chorus: 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?

(Spice 1)

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 fuck

And you ain't takin' me out alive so you better be quick to duck

Fuck 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

(Chorus: 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?

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