| Candy ass niggas got more peppermint than Patty
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| When I’m bailin' out black in a black caddy
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| Got me FUCKED up, talkin' about what you got
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| You need to shut the fuck before you get got
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| Shot in this motherfucker, slugs out in this motherfucker
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| Don’t you feel the flames? |
| Out for fortune and fame
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| Now if a real nigga whip your ass it’ll be a shame
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| Got me FUCKED up nigga, quit playin' with the game
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| See I don’t know about these other niggas out here poppin' that shit
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| Talkin' 'bout who they gon' ride on and who they gon' get
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| But I ain’t the motherfucker that’s out here to be played with
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| Got me FUCKED up nigga, I’ll ride for my chips
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| You ain’t gonna be talkin' too much shit with your mouth on a gat (gat)
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| Have everything you were speakin' 'bout right there on your lap
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| You got me FUCKED up, who the hell you think I am?
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| Some ol' sucker or sumthin', some ol' busta or sumthin'
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| Who’ll boss you a nut
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| (Chorus: Spice 1)
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| You got me, fucked up (you got me fucked up)
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| (You got me fucked up)
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| You got me, fucked up (nigga you got me fucked up)
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| (You got me fucked up)
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| Nigga you got me, fucked up (you got me fucked up)
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| (You got me fucked up)
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| You got me, fucked up
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| (You got me fucked up)
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| (Spice 1)
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| Ay bitch, you got me FUCKED up, I’m on the other side of the game ho
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| Tricks be kids and I’m a grown-ass man dog
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| I say what I wanna say and do what I wanna do
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| Talkin' that gangsta shit and walkin' it to (Blaow!)
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| You got me FUCKED up nigga, the game chose me
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| Take a picture of the bad guy, Black Bossalini
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| I been spittin' dead presidents since they was alive
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| Me, Franklin and Grant, we been ridin' since eighty-five
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| And they don’t die they just multiply like our g’s
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| Got me FUCKED up, I stay heated the game don’t freeze
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| For now nigga, knew myself around killers
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| Might take the AK off the shelf, shoot down niggas
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| Clown niggas, thugged out, platinum bound niggas
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| But I’m keepin' my motherfuckin' feet on the ground niggas
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| Got me FUCKED up, don’t get twisted and shit
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| Cause I’ll still knock you out, check your pockets for grip
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| You got me FUCKED up
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| (Chorus: Spice 1)
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| You got me, fucked up (you got me fucked up)
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| (You got me fucked up)
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| You got me, fucked up (nigga you got me fucked up)
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| (You got me fucked up)
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| Nigga you got me, fucked up (you got me fucked up)
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| (You got me fucked up)
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| You got me, fucked up
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| (You got me fucked up)
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| (Spice 1)
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| Yeah nigga you got me FUCKED up, you need to give me fifty feet
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| Doin' way three much talkin' like you can’t be touched
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| If a nigga spend fifty g’s on some plussed out shit
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| We’ll make you think you gon' spend ten and have you leashed
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| You got me FUCKED up, I ain’t the nigga you thought I was
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| Don’t underestimate the mind mentality, of a thug
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| Slugs spittin' at night, man that shit ain’t nuttin' new
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| Young niggas is spittin' slugs, my niggas spittin' to
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| What’s really, I hope you strapped talkin' all that shit
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| Cause I’ll shoot an unknown motherfucker, just to strip
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| You got me FUCKED up nigga, I’m the East Bay G
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| Fetty Chico, Shiznilty, Black Bossalini
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| Six feet, two-fifteen and I’ll beat yo' ass
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| AK-47 right up to the tinted glass
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| I should clap yo' ass right now, right here
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| Cause all that bullshit you talkin', you ain’t pumpin' no fear
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| You got me FUCKED up
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| (Chorus: Spice 1)
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| You got me, fucked up (you got me fucked up)
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| (You got me fucked up)
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| You got me, fucked up (nigga you got me fucked up)
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| (You got me fucked up)
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| Nigga you got me, fucked up (you got me fucked up)
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| (You got me fucked up) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song You Got Me Fucked Up , by - Spice 1. Song from the album Life After Jive, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп