mc eiht - we come strapped lyrics
geah
we in the m-th-f-ckin house
eihthype in the m-th-f-ckin house
c.m.w. back in this m-th-f-cka
geah, the most wanted m-th-f-ckas in compton, y’know i’m sayin?
and can’t n-body can compare
so n-gg-s beware cause eihthype’s runnin’ this b-tch
geah
run m-th-f-ckas run
i got the m-th-f-ckin gun and i’m ready to blast on your mark–ss
we shoot first then take names later
no one can fade a crooked -ss scheming alligator
no one can stop us cause we quick to catch the fever of the flavor
punk fool nuthin can save you
you crossed the line boy you slipped
nuthin’ to lose, shootin at your friend as i’m poppin’ in another clip
you try to scream but it don’t do no good
too many killin n-gg-s from my hood, fool uh
too many drive-by’s no one can point or pull the trigger
too many m-th-f-ckin loc’ed -ss young n-gg-s
we bail deep and it’s an everyday thang, them fifth’s
we slang a game of m-th-rf-ckin compton gang
i gots to peel your f-ckin cap, n-gg-
we come strapped
one more hit on your hood m-th-f-cka ain’t no bullsh-ttin’
better scatter that -ss over the fence before the 9 start spittin
and gather up your f-ckin kids
1-8-7’s for my homies who got stuck with lifetime bids
i’ll cap that -ss up in the car
when your rollin the streets the gats get blasted by n.o.t.r.
don’t try to hang with the fire power it’s a slaughter
we bust caps on your awake at the funeral parlour
you get the short end of the stick
rollin with a click and the way we role, m-th-f-cka it’s thick
and my brain is sayin’ kill so n-gg- you’re stuck
i like the sound of the ‘k when it start to buck
ain’t no d-mn playin’, ain’t no rhyme sayin’
one more point for the hood when my gat start sprayin’
we gots to peel your f-ckin cap, geah
we come strapped
night time hits the f-ckin streets
loadin up the clips and we ready to kill rollin the gangsta beats
one time try to run a make on my plates
routine jack but jack is too f-ckin late
put the strap up in my lap
hopin these m-th-f-ckas don’t trip, slip p-ss me the extra clip
i hit the m-th-rf-ckin volume up on the dash
so no t-ttle-tattle can hear the m-th-f-ckin blast
i give him one to the dome
as the cop start to drop i’m sayin to myself d-mn it’s on
i guess the blunt made me do it
knew the other times would be comin so i grabbed the strap and threw it
hit the corner fast, hit the f-ckin gas
be on the lookout cause they coming to tap my -ss
we gots to peel they f-ckin cap
that’s the way we get’em m-th-f-cka cause you know
we come strapped
geah
n-gg-
in the m-th-f-ckin house
eihthype in the m-th-f-ckin house n-gg-
so stay the f-ck back
n-gg-s on the run in the m-th-f-ckin house
lil’ hawk & bird in the m-th-f-ckin house
stick’em
geah, we in the m-th-f-ckin house
n-gg-
stay the f-ck down clown
cause ain’t no love ho
in the 94
eihthype, half ounce in this b-tch
c.m.w. in this b-tch
geah
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