You Got Me Fu@#ed Up (Explicit)歌词-Spice 1

You Got Me Fu@#ed Up (Explicit)歌词由Spice 1演唱，出自专辑《Life After Jive (Collector’s Edition) [Explicit]》，下面是《You Got Me Fu@#ed Up (Explicit)》完整版歌词！

You Got Me Fu@#ed Up (Explicit)歌词完整版

You got me, ****ed up (you got me ****ed up)

(You got me ****ed up)

You got me, ****ed up (nigga you got me ****ed up)

(You got me ****ed up)

Nigga you got me, ****ed up (you got me ****ed up)

(You got me ****ed up)

You got me, ****ed up

(You got me ****ed up)

(Spice 1)

Candy ass niggas got more peppermint than Patty

When I'm bailin' out black in a black caddy

Got me ****ED up, talkin' about what you got

You need to shut the **** before you get got

Shot in this mother****er, slugs out in this mother****er

Don't you feel the flames? Out for fortune and fame

Now if a real nigga whip your ass it'll be a shame

Got me ****ED up nigga, quit playin' with the game

See I don't know about these other niggas out here poppin' that shit

Talkin' 'bout who they gon' ride on and who they gon' get

But I ain't the mother****er that's out here to be played with

Got me ****ED up nigga, I'll ride for my chips

You ain't gonna be talkin' too much **** with your mouth on a gat (gat)

Have everything you were speakin' 'bout right there on your lap

You got me ****ED up, who the hell you think I am?

Some ol' sucker or sumthin', some ol' busta or sumthin'

Who'll boss you a nut

(Chorus: Spice 1)

You got me, ****ed up (you got me ****ed up)

(You got me ****ed up)

You got me, ****ed up (nigga you got me ****ed up)

(You got me ****ed up)

Nigga you got me, ****ed up (you got me ****ed up)

(You got me ****ed up)

You got me, ****ed up

(You got me ****ed up)

(Spice 1)

Ay *****, you got me ****ED up, I'm on the other side of the game hoe

Tricks be kids and I'm a grown-ass man dog

I say what I wanna say and do what I wanna do

Talkin' that gangsta **** and walkin' it to (Blaow!)

You got me ****ED up nigga, the game chose me

Take a picture of the bad guy, Black Bossalini

I been spittin' dead presidents since they was alive

Me, Franklin and Grant, we been ridin' since eighty-five

And they don't die they just multiply like our g's

Got me ****ED up, I stay heated the game don't freeze

For now nigga, knew myself around killers

Might take the AK off the shelf, shoot down niggas

Clown niggas, thugged out, platinum bound niggas

But I'm keepin' my mother****in' feet on the ground niggas

Got me ****ED up, don't get twisted and shit

cause I'll still knock you out, check your pockets for grip

You got me ****ED up

(Chorus: Spice 1)

You got me, ****ed up (you got me ****ed up)

(You got me ****ed up)

You got me, ****ed up (nigga you got me ****ed up)

(You got me ****ed up)

Nigga you got me, ****ed up (you got me ****ed up)

(You got me ****ed up)

You got me, ****ed up

(You got me ****ed up)

(Spice 1)

Yeah nigga you got me ****ED up, you need to give me fifty feet

Doin' way three much talkin' like you can't be touched

If a nigga spend fifty g's on some plussed out shit

We'll make you think you gon' spend ten and have you leashed

You got me ****ED up, I ain't the nigga you thought I was

Don't underestimate the mind mentality, of a thug

Slugs spittin' at night, man that **** ain't nuttin' new

Young niggas is spittin' slugs, my niggas spittin' to

What's really, I hope you strapped talkin' all that shit

Cause I'll shoot an unknown mother****er, just to strip

You got me ****ED up nigga, I'm the East Bay G

Fetty Chico, Shiznilty, Black Bossalini

Six feet, two-fifteen and I'll beat yo' ass

AK-47 right up to the tinted glass

I should clap yo' ass right now, right here

Cause all that bullshit you talkin', you ain't pumpin' no fear

You got me ****ED up

(Chorus: Spice 1)

You got me, ****ed up (you got me ****ed up)

(You got me ****ed up)

You got me, ****ed up (nigga you got me ****ed up)

(You got me ****ed up)

Nigga you got me, ****ed up (you got me ****ed up)

(You got me ****ed up)