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Spice 1 - Текст песни Cutthroat Game
[Verse 1]
 All this time I been, strategizing my uprising
 When you motherfuckers thought I fell off, but I'm still ridin
 Niggaz must've forgotten who got the gangsta shit poppin
 N.W.A, Too Short, Spice 1, And 2Pac
 And fuck you niggaz rappin wack shit, you dodgin the game
 I keep two little twin glocks, bring you the pain
 We can bust wit these pistols or throw up from the shoulders
 Cause you mark-ass niggaz can't fuck wit old school soldiers
 Back in the day in 80 tre, young niggaz was slangin bolders
 And spot and spit gangsta rhythms and poetry colder
 Then the average motherfucker, man you niggaz is suckas
 Kissin the record company ass when all they gon do is fuck us
 Givin up ya points and publishing, man don't act like no bitch
 Nigga, It's art and you the artist, be down for ya shit
 Nigga, It's hard, gut you the hardest, be down for ya name
 Cause it's a mo-motherfuckin cu-cu-cutthroat game
 [Chorus 2x]
 I'm standin in the path of a hurricane
 Livin on the edge of a razor, man
 I'm tryin to keep it crackin, But it ain't the same
 Cause the game so cutthroat, Cutthroat
 [Verse 2]
 Excuse me lil nigga, what the fuck did you say?
 I been platinum since 91 from Japan to the East Bay
 Fuck what he say or she say
 I got ridahs from susanville to niggaz up in chino pressin replay
 Gangsta walker, professional shit talker
 Spendin rap money from 89, Call me the time baller
 This ghetto baller wasn't puttin hands on you solosSpice 1 - Cutthroat Game - http://ru.motolyrics.com/spice-1/cutthroat-game-lyrics.html
 Fuck you up on the mic and put slugs through ya car, Though
 First, you dumb motherfucker, then you the motherfucker
 Then you some motherfucker, again fuck all you suckas
 My first album went gold wit nobody but me on it
 One of the first gangsta rappers wit a plaque rollin weed on it
 Glocks and pistols on the album cover
 Pointin heat in my videos, callin my enemies suckas
 I was 16 wit hustler's dreams
 From bein a ballin-ass rapper, Take some cream
[Chorus 2x]
 [Verse 3]
 I ain't sayin you smoke crack, But you actin kinda crackish
 If you ain't knowin bout Bossalini that gangsta mackish
 Fuck the taliban nigga, it was the caliban
 Then cali got scared of the gangsta shit we was sayin
 Doin and livin, breathing, eatin, and shittin
 Ebonic spittin, niggaz dumber than fo spittin
 West coast thug shit to the fullest, it's automatic
 If it's drama, then we comin 3 deep, that's how we at it
 I ain't sayin you smoke crack, but you actin kinda crackish
 If you ain't knowin bout bossalini that gangsta mackish
 I'm still gettin fan mail from switzerland spain
 And I'm bout to drop some more thug shit in the game
 Remember record company rule #4080?
 Watch ya back cause motherfuckers is shady
 By the way, don't let these industry motherfuckers get up in ya brain
 Cause it's a mo-motherfuckin cu-cutthroat game
[Chorus 7x]















