Acordes de Three Strikes 
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Intro 1
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Verse 1
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for posses sion,
two for the cells
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Three motherfuckin' strikes,
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twenty five with an L
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What part of the game is this?
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What part of the game is that?
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One for posses sion,
two for the cells
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Three motherfuckin' strikes,
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twenty five with an L
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What part of the game is this?
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What part of the game is that?
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Twenty
Verse 2
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five with an L,
three strikes and you can't post bail
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How many nig gas is you gonna
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catch without a strap
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And at least an ounce of yayo
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I know some niggas that want
to smoke me G
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But I ain't just rollin' up and
catchin' no slugs
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So these niggas can have their glory
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Gotta bust back fast, do the dirt ski- mask,
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are- 15s' s plit that ass
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Fuck the po- po,
I'm the nigga with a gat that's quick to blast
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I'm takin' a case,
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cause case is a nigga when I take my life
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Spendin' money on straps
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- but an A.K. is pretty nice
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Gotta watch my back,
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when it comes to my life it ain't no price
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Sippin' on this yak,
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peepin' out some niggas shootin' dice
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Niggas roll by, niggas pull straps
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Niggas peel caps and niggas get
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slugs in they fuckin' back
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I'd rather be takin' a strike,
me get my ass struck
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Niggas load back and put one in your
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fuckin' gut
Motherfuck Ken Gillson and
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that three strike shit
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I'm rollin' with hollow tip hot ones
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and about three extra clips nigga
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Verse 3
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for possession, two for the cells
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Three motherfuckin' strikes and
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you can't post bail
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What part of the game is this?
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What part of the game is that?
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One for possession, two for the cells
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Three motherfuckin' strikes,
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twenty five with an L
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What part of the game is this?
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What part of the game is
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that?
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Verse 4
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5- 0 fuckin' off my high,
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pullin' up under they glocks
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Talk in' 'bout here's is his block,
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tellin' me I can't serve no notch
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Yola, Coca- Cola,
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hustlin' for my fetty
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Kickin' them candy for them fiends blockin'
it up and then you're ready player
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But keep your eyes peeled,
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don't swing at least of all
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They give your ass a strike,
have you lookin' at cell walls
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Niggas who slangin' them birds better watch
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out for your third
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The judge'll trick a nigga
and throw a fuckin' curve
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That's when your ass is through,
it ain't shit that you can do
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Leavin' your ass stuck,
out in your fifty two
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Sayin' it ain't no sunshine when you're
stuck in a five by seven
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Twenty five years with a nigga
that you don't know
Better rap with some two- eleven shit
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They got you sharp in the shanks
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put 'em in a hole and take
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That niggas' crazy psychiatrists
say his mind go blank
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But youse just trippin' up off the
nigga that you left dead
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Thinkin' they wasn't wet them
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motherfuck in' slugs to the head
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Damn - but see you in here now
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Should have got up on them po- po's,
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should have got off some rounds
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Huh, should have got up on them po- po's,
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it goes
Verse 5
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One for possession, two for the cells
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Three motherfuckin' strikes,
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twenty five with an L
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What part of the game is this?
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What part of the game is that?
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One for possession, two for the cells
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Three motherfuckin' strikes,
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twenty five with an L
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What part of the game is this?
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What part of the game is that?
Verse 6
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What part of the game is this?
I wonder who thought it for the
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shit that they leave to crow
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Liv in' it up in the city it ain't no
motherfuckin' joke
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Yo niggas smokin',
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some niggas they start to hop and get to flashin'
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Creepin' on niggas and shit,
make a nigga have to get to blastin'
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See Mr. Officer I'm just
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tryin' to survive
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Gotta keep my strap on my side
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or like a tick for my life
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When they come to get me,
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shoot up my body and leave me numb
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With a boss nine mil limeter
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at these nig gas,
And let 'em know where
a G is comin' from
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So don't try to put me in your
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concentration camp
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Cause on my third strike a nig ga like
me just gon' straight up vamp
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Three strike these motherfuckin' nuts,
I ain't givin' a fuck
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And you ain't takin' me out alive
so you better be quick to duck
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Fuck the system it's made for
lockin' us niggas down
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In the year 2010, take
it out, now look around
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See how many niggas is up in Tracy,
Pelican Bay
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Chillin' in San Quentin, no rock,
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Or chino where them killers
Verse 7
and all the G's lay
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One for possession, two for the cells
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Three motherfuckin' strikes,
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twenty five with an L
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What part of the game is this?
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What part of the game is that?
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One for possession, two for the cells
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Three motherfuckin' strikes,
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twenty five with an L
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What part of the game is this?
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What part of the game is that?
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