Arti Lirik - Spit Your Game

(feat. Twista, Bone Thugs N Harmony)


Notorious…


Spit your game, talk your shit,grab your gat,

Spit your game, talk your shit,grab your gat,

Spit your game, talk your shit,grab your gat, call your clicks,

Spit your game, talk your shit,grab your gat, call your clicks, squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass

that weed I got to light one,

squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed I got to light one,

Spit your game, talk your shit,grab your gat, call your clicks,

Spit your game, talk your shit,grab your gat, call your clicks, squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass

that weed I got to light one,

squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed I got to light one,


Armed and dangerous, ain’t too many can bang wit us,

straight up weed no angel dust, label us notorious, thug ass niggas that love to bust, it’s strange to us,

ya’ll niggas be scramblin gamblin, up in restaurants with mandolins and violins,

we just sittin here tryin to win, tryin’ not to sin,

high off weed and lots of gin, so much smoke need oxygen,

steadily countin’ them benjamins, nigga you should to if u knew wut this game would do 2 u,

bin in this shit since ’92, look at all the bullshit i’ve bin through,

so called beef with u know who, fucked a few female stars or two,

then a bluelight niggas knew like

Mike-shiiit not to be fuck wit. Muthafucka betta duck quick..cuzz me and my

dogs love to buck shit, fuck the luck shit strictly aim

no asperation to

quit da game. Spit yo’ game, talk yo shit, grab yo gat, call your clicks,

squeeze your clip and hit the right one

pass dat weed l gotta light one

all them niggas l gotta fight one

all them hoes l gotta like one

our situation is a tight one

what u wanna do? fight or run?

Spit your game, talk your shit,grab your gat, call your clicks,

Spit your game, talk your shit,grab your gat, call your clicks, squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass

that weed I got to light one,

squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed I got to light one,

Spit your game, talk your shit,grab your gat, call your clicks,

Spit your game, talk your shit,grab your gat, call your clicks, squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass

that weed I got to light one,

squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed I got to light one,


Nigga money livin’ marvelous, in god we trust,

don’t too many niggas wanna start wit us, got big guns in the cars wit us,

bust at any muther fucka I can hide wit us,

don’t really wanna show u wut a G.I.B., i’m regularly sippin’ in V.I.P.,

when u hear the music it’ll be by me, Twista and the legendary nigga B.I.G.,

Brooklyn and K-town, when u check out the flow, u know its goin rain with persistence,

2 legends on the same track, 2 differend plains of existence,

lets get it crackin’ I love to bust flows, hit it from the back cus I love to buck hoe,

spit it for the city I love Chi-ca-go, cali-coes buck, I love to bust those,

you think you can spit on the mike like Biggie and flow just as steady as I, shit is real u know u love

him, u ain’t got “Ready to Die”,

“Life After Death”, give to ’em, however u wanna nigga,that a day after, give it to ya, however u wanna

nigga, cus the shit is giddie, so I carry big heat, screamin’ girls get me,

Twista and Biggie on the Swizz beat,

3 mils I love to make 1, all these cars I love to ride 1,

all these hoes I love to cut 1, a tribute to

BIG I love to bust 1,


Spit your game, talk your shit,grab your gat, call your clicks,

Spit your game, talk your shit,grab your gat, call your clicks, squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass

that weed I got to light one,

squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed I got to light one,

Spit your game, talk your shit,grab your gat, call your clicks,

Spit your game, talk your shit,grab your gat, call your clicks, squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass

that weed I got to light one,

squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed I got to light one,

In the middle of an hour, bring niggas mo trauma than they baby mama, nigga wanna battle well we’ll bomb ya, one man but I attack like a pack of pirannhas, like terracota, niggas always ready fo the war but they dont really wanna see a nigga though, we can hit em in a minute, then we finish wit em, hit em with the feelin of a nigga wit a sick ass flow,

doin it wit swiss-OH NO!

you niggas in tr-ou-ble,

somebody better call popo,

its gonna be murder when I get to servin em verbally-YEAH

nigga yall heard of me, wig splitter, killer, nigga word to me, and im classic like Bird and Magic with a tactic to snatch this rep back and stack some platinum,

double on the mag random, with these bullets I brand em, finna hold the game ransom,

runnin up in yo mansion cash demandin blastin cannons

niggas aint ready for this one cause im on a mission to get even, better believe it, im heavily heated, its easy to see it, if you tryin to see me let that be the reason.


Spit your game, talk your shit,grab your gat, call your clicks,

Spit your game, talk your shit,grab your gat, call your clicks, squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass

that weed I got to light one,

squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed I got to light one,

Spit your game, talk your shit,grab your gat, call your clicks,

Spit your game, talk your shit,grab your gat, call your clicks, squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass

that weed I got to light one,

squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed I got to light one,