Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cutthroat Game, artist - Spice-1Date of issue: 31.12.2007
Song language: English
Cutthroat Game |
| All this time I been, strategizing my uprising |
| When you motherfuckers thought I fell off, but I’m still ridin |
| Niggas must’ve forgotten who got the gangsta shit poppin |
| N.W.A, Too Short, Spice 1, And 2Pac |
| And fuck you niggas 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 niggas can’t fuck wit old school soldiers |
| Back in the day in 80 tre, young niggas was slangin bolders |
| And spot and spit gangsta rhythms and poetry colder |
| Then the average motherfucker, man you niggas 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 |
| 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 |
| 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 niggas 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 solos |
| 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 |
| 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, niggas 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 |