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ad - strapped lyrics

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whats crackin, you heard im bout that action
go home to the set got me chuckin up on the traffic
lot of rappers average, why you g-ssing em up? cause these n-gg-s had they shine but now im p-ssin em up

i ain’t never had a cosign, me and my whole team grew. claim you from the city? sh-t we ain’t never seen you
used to kick me out the clubs now a n-gg- breeze through
hit the street on blood?then let me show you what this c do
i never f-cking trust because these n-gg-s spreading fake love

(wait a minute ad tell them what you mean cuhz)

it feel like a compet-tion on the west, but f-ck compet-tion i ain’t got none on the set

in a lane on my own, made my way on my own i remember arguing with marqs was conversations with the chrome

i ain’t into team ups i keep it ged up
give a little d-ck to my b-tch then kick my feet up

[chorus]
rolling with the mothaf-ckin strap on the side of me, dont f-ck with them la gs, west side west side west side west side rolling with the mothaf-ckin strap on the side of me, dont f-ck with them la gs west side west side west side westside

[rj]
oooohhh
dont let n-body get you popped, n-gg-s ain’t gon let you run up like thaaat. step outta line you gon get popped at, reach in my backpack and grab me my straaappp
uh get a strap get an alibi dont be active on that gram she a
manifyah dont let them thoughts het you wrong get baptized

back trippins, bullets and bad flippings give you the bad ticket im back and back trippin b-tches get magnums nd pimps get life sentences these b-tches dont want it no more im unemployed

but i got my partners i lost my watches ruchbah in the closet im loosing my conscience
jewlery getting heavy im just weighting my options and its still a few waves im dodging but f-ck it im just…

[g perico]
extended clip but im squeezing on the trigger, these n-gg-s wanna beef over hood-rat b-tches i ain’t got time to waste time ain’t bout to play imma spray mines and never leave a trail for the k-9s. my reputation is straight gangsta
dope spots every 90 days gettin raided
i got loc n-gg-s calling from the pin they say “we living through you dont bring yo -ss back in” 108th most wanted trying to pin something on me jacking up all my homies trying to make em tell on me

the city getting crazy so i gotta take the 9 out, i just can’t get caught already got 2 strikes
pull it out “bang bang” bang bang when i turn up my whole hood go crazy

throwing up my set biitch diss and get wet b-tch
them la gs dont mess with

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