Three Strikes chords and lyrics - SPICE 1

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[Intro 1]
[Am][D][Am][D]
[Am][D][Am]
[D][Am][D][Am]
[D][Am][D]
[Am]One

[Verse 1]
for posses[D]sion,
two for the cells
Three [Am]motherfuckin' strikes,
[D]twenty five with an [Am]L
What part of [D]the game is [Am]this?
What part of [D]the game is that?
[Am]One for posses[D]sion,
two for the cells
[Am]Three motherfuckin' strikes,
[D]twenty five with an [Am]L
What part of [D]the game is [Am]this?
What part of [D]the game is that?
[Am]Twenty

[Verse 2]
five with an [D]L,
three strikes and you can't post bail
How many nig[Am]gas is you gonna
catch [D]without a strap
And at least an ounce [Am]of yayo
I know some niggas that [D]want
to smoke me G
But I ain't just [Am]rollin' up and
catchin' no slugs
[D]So these niggas can have their glory
Gotta bust [Am]back fast, do the dirt ski- [C]mask,
are- [D]15s' split that ass
[Am]Fuck the po- po,[D]
I'm the nigga with a gat that's quick to blast
[Am]I'm takin' a case,
[D]cause case is a nigga when I take my life
[Am]Spendin' money on straps
[D]- but an A.K. is pretty nice
[Am]Gotta watch my back,
when it comes to my [C]life it [D]ain't no price
[Am]Sippin' on this yak,
[D]peepin' out some niggas shootin' dice
[Am]Niggas roll by, [D]niggas pull straps
Niggas peel [Am]caps and niggas get
[D]slugs in they fuckin' back
[Am]I'd rather be takin' a str[D]ike,
me get my ass struck
[Am]Niggas load back[D] and put one in your
fuckin' [Am]gut
Motherfuck Ken Gillson and
that [D]three strike shit
I'm rollin' with [Am]hollow tip hot ones
[D]and about three extra clips nigga
[Am]One

[Verse 3]
for [D]possession, two for the cells
Three [Am]motherfuckin' strikes [D]and
you can't post [Am]bail
What part of [D]the game is [Dsus4]this?[D][Am]
What part of [D]the game is that?
[Am]One for possession, [D]two for the cells
Three [Am]motherfuckin' strikes,
[D]twenty five with an [Am]L
What part of [D]the game is [Dsus4]this?[D][Am]
What part of [D]the game is
[Am]that?
[D][Am][D]

[Verse 4]
[Am]
5- 0 fuckin' off my high,
[C]pullin' up [Dsus4]under the[D]y glocks
Talk[Am]in' 'bout here's is his block,
[D]tellin' me I can't serve no notch
[Am]Yola, Coca- Cola,
[D]hustlin' for my fetty
Kickin' them [Am]candy for them fiends [D]blockin'
it up and then you're ready player
[Am]But keep your eyes peeled,
don't [C]swing at [D]least of all
[Am]They give your ass a str[D]ike,
have you lookin' at cell walls
[Am]Niggas who slangin' them birds[D] better watch
out for [Am]your third
The judge'll trick [D]a nigga
and throw a fuckin' curve
[Am]That's when your ass is thro[D]ugh,
it ain't shit that you can do
[Am]Leavin' your ass stuck[D],
out in your fifty two
[Am]Sayin' it ain't no s[D]unshine when you're
stuck in a five by seven
Twenty five [Am]years with a [D]nigga
that you don't know
Better rap with some two- eleven shit
[Am]They got you sharp in the shanks
[D]put 'em in a hole and take
[Am]That nigga[D]s' crazy psychiatrists
say his mind go blank
[Am]But youse just trippin' up off t[D]he
nigga that you left dead
Thinkin' they [Am]wasn't wet them
[D]motherfuckin' slugs to the head
[Am]Damn [D]- but see you in here now
Should have got [Am]up on them po- po's,
[D]should have got off some [Am]rounds
Huh, [D]should have got up on them po- po's,
[Am]it g[D]oes

[Verse 5]
[Am]One for possession, [D]two for the cells
Three [Am]motherfuckin' strikes,
twenty [D]five with an L
[Am]What part [D]of the game is this?
[Am]What part [D]of the game is that?
[Am]One for possession, [D]two for the cells
Three [Am]motherfuckin' strikes,
twenty [D]five with an L
[Am]What part of the game is t[D]his?
[Am]What part [D]of the game is that?

[Verse 6]
What part of the game is [Am]this?
I wonder who thought it for the
[D]shit that they leave to crow
Liv[Am]in' it up in the [D]city it ain't no
motherfuckin' joke
Yo niggas [Am]smokin',
some niggas they start to [D]hop and get to flashin'
[Am]Creepin' on niggas and [D]shit,
make a nigga have to get to blastin'
[Am]See Mr. Officer I'm just
[D]tryin' to survive
Gotta keep my [Am]strap on my side
or like a [D]tick for my life
When they come to [Am]get me,
shoot up my [D]body and leave me numb
With a boss nine [Am]mil limeter
at these [D]niggas,
And let 'em know where
a G is comin' from
[Am]So don't try to put me in your
[D]concentration camp
[Am]Cause on my third strike a [D]nigga like
me just gon' straight up vamp
[Am]Three strike these [D]motherfuckin' nuts,
I ain't givin' a fuck
[Am]And you ain't [D]takin' me out alive
so you better be quick to duck
[Am]Fuck the system it's made [D]for
lockin' us niggas down
[Am]In the year 2010[D], take
it out, now look around
[Am]See how many niggas is up in T[D]racy,
Pelican Bay
Chillin' in San [Am]Quentin, no rock,
Or [D]chino where them killers

[Verse 7]
and all the G's lay
[Am]One for possession, [Dsus4]two for the cells[D]
Three [Am]motherfuckin' strikes,
twenty [D]five with an L
[Am]What part of the game is t[D]his?
[Am]What part of the game is t[D]hat?
[Am]One for possession, [D]two for the cells
Three [Am]motherfuckin' strikes,
twenty [D]five with [Am]an L
What part of the game [D]is this?
[Am]What part [D]of the game is that?
[Am][D]