收聽Spice 1的2 Hands & A Razorblade (Explicit)歌詞歌曲

2 Hands & A Razorblade (Explicit)

Spice 11997年10月27日

2 Hands & A Razorblade (Explicit) 歌詞

 

2 Hands & A Razorblade (Explicit) - Spice 1

Yeah well check game you know what I'm sayin

Muthaf**ka step outside you know what I'm sayin

Then get my muthaf**kin Chronic sack know what I'm sayin

Turn around motherf**ker sheriff

Motherf**ker got his hand in my goddamn back pocket and sh*t

Handcuffed a ni**a

Threw him on the backseat search a ni**a car

Find his goddamn strap now I'm up in this motherf**ker

Straight caught up F**k it though you know

 

Soon as a ni**a steps up in the county

I see killaz goin to the row

It was a riot kickin off early up in the dorm next door

I'm up in the 9500 where the shankin is on

If you up in the LA county ni**a you feelin me strong

It's a million penitentary one OG said

Secerity Guard fast tapped a shank up under our bed

And bust them headz with a flashlight at 3 in the morning

Waken your a** up with a BLEW ni**a put you blues on

And get the f**k up out the bunk we gonna go for a walk

Police got a code of silence see none of them talk

About the sh*t that be goin on up in the County Jail

5 guards handcuffed a ni**a beat him to death in his cell

See 3 days is like a month 3 months is like a year

Cause you can get your throat slit from ear to ear

I wish somebody would help me out in the situation I'm in

But there ain't no luv up in the County

Cause your foe's got to be your friend

If the guard want to come and find mine

2 hands and a Razor blade

Then the officer gonna have to get my

2 hands off the razor blade

When I wake up in the morning and see it again

Then someones gonna have to end up D D Dead

And if your Friend got soaked then he a D D Dead

 

Murder it's just a part of the game you get you jugular opened

Up if you say the say the wrong niggaz name I hear the guard screamin

Shut the f**k up and as I look to my right side I see

Niggaz gettin cut shanked stabbed wounded sliced

Watch your adam's apple when the guards hit the lights

But the real niggaz luv me though I'm 1990-sick

Plus I'm not the type of ni**a that won't swole up quick

So past me the potatoes ni**a I don't mean to be rude

But if you starve for a minute you gonna f**k with this fool

Up in the county jail niggaz be startin them riots

And if you see some of murder shut you mouth and be quiet

If you are hard keep your shank ni**a there ain't no tellin

When the mafia bailin up in the cells where the niggaz dwellin

Only the strong survive I ain't no motherf**kin cat

I ain't got nine lives so bring it on motherf**ker

I'm tellin him to bring it on in my cell

Get my yokes on all night long

Bustin lyrics with my killa partners they so sick

Sittin around all night spittin bout G sh*t

Said he had three keys the motherf**kers call him fiends

Now he's stuck up in the county with some niggaz like these

Ain't no muthaf**kin luv up in the county jail

Picture you life a livin hell if you slangin yea

 

If the guard want to come and find mine

2 hands and a Razor blade

Then the officer gonna have to get my

2 hands off the razor blade

When I wake up in the morning and see it again

Then someones gonna have to end up D D Dead

And if your Friend got soaked then he a D D Dead

News reporter

How a small law inforcement budget can't even put a dent

 

Keep your hands in your pockets and your shoulders to the wall

 

Keep your hands in your pockets and your shoulders to the wall

Keep your hands in your pockets and your shoulders to the wall

And if you don't walk straight then they gonna have to beat you

Until you have to crawl this ain't no bullshit

You gonna mind somebody niggaz comin up in here

Thinkin that they bought it like they John Gotti

And still get the f**k broke off

Take the hardest muthaf**ka and turn him into something soft

I keep a shank up in my sandwich so I can do damage

To motherf**kers who wanna test my nuts and handle this

Looked at my cellmate he threw up his set

But Trigger guy so hard died with a tattoo on his chest

So know this gangsta sh*t is poppin the guards is comin

Motherf**kers is runnin I hear the Po-Po gunnin

While the bullets is screamin I hear get the f**k on the floor

Niggaz holler man damn it's the murder show

So get you muthaf**kin shank and ni**a beware

Of the Sh Sh Sheriff cause he's out there

 

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