Lyrics:
Flea
Comin out the 3, cuttin hairs with that boy J-o-e
Yeah that nigga Joe
I done came through, Big Moe never been no hoe
I'm up on this tape, never
introduction
But by the way, hmm, nice butt?
Let's go chill so I can get to know you better
Her first name was Loretta, she drove up a Baretta
We got to my
streets
Most these niggas is fake
I can’t trust none of these
Niggas I stay strapped everyday
I still keep one in the head
Cause these niggas some snakes
I gotta pour up
Stare and look at chu face
They don't kno what to do bout it
Her booty juicy I'm loving the way
That she shake it
Can barley fit by
Comin out the 3, cuttin hairs with that boy J-o-e
Yeah that nigga Joe
I done came through, Big Moe never been no hoe
I'm up on this tape, never gonna hate
yeah
Came in my trap house, thought he'd get some glasshouse (damn)
Got to his spot, busted it down, damn he passed out (huh)
And we strapped up with
These are the rough times, best to hurry up
And duck muh'fucker 'fore I buck mine
It's gettin' crazy and everybody's strapped
Surrounded by niggaz but
These are the rough times, best to hurry up
And duck muh'fucker 'fore I buck mine
It's gettin' crazy and everybody's strapped
Surrounded by niggaz but
know that we always blowing herb (blowing herb)
And in the club man you know we stay strapped (stay strapped)
And bitch you know that it ain't about
cause you're nigga choosing me every single time.
I told him that he gotta pay and he spent every dime. (What)
Gotta stay strapped it get hot in my city.
Cause when on top they try to knock you off
I gotta stay strapped for all you haters acting flaw
I walk these streets in the land of the lost
I tote my
We gotta be strapped forreal
You know I Gotta stay strap
I got my nigga they dressed in all black
These niggas be plottin I’m watching my back
These
bitch from New J
This that what you gotta say
Then say what you gotta say
This that YE, this that J
This that queen B from the H
This that make you
With These Bitches They Stay On the Side for Me
Rap Be the Road That I'm Taking I Learn From the Best at the Stu Like Academy
Deadbeat Like the Beat Got
you gotta stay focused
Uh huh, you gotta keep going
You been through worse man
Your pain is your potion
Pain is to gain, calm like th ocean
People said
Cross Border Armageddon
Suit up, stay strapped
Baguettes and Bugattis
Suit up, stay strapped
Baguettes and Bugattis
Who wants some? Come get
[Verse 1: Juicy J]
Yah, she freaky, freaky deeky, didn't ya see her in a bikini
Porno movies we got plenty, and ya know they smoke them beenies
For
These are the rough times, best to hurry up
And duck muh'fucker 'fore I buck mine
It's gettin' crazy and everybody's strapped
Surrounded by niggaz but
face at
And the MAC 11 tucked in where da 12 gauge at
When I was 13 had 14 grams of ajax
Turned 15 start spitting 16s
Of straight crack
By 17, 18th
to Compton
They say the new NWA is comin'
Keep your basses bumpin'
Stay away from who fake and frontin'
Try and play me, I'm ma take your face to thumpin'
I'm
deny it, no passin' by it, you gotta try it
I'm number one, public enemy power gotta fight it
I got my gun and my identity started a fuckin' riot
We
a promise that's on God
Look, watch how you talk to me
Homies stay strapped, loaded
And they'll let it sing
120 on the highway
So stay in yo lane
If you hit
the new savior, hands raised
I'll gauge ya'
Samurai swords got you liquidated for later
She like it nice and flavored
Like some Juicy J papers
Squeezing
can't touch it g
See me don't speak ain't nothin g
I'm in my zone nigga don't fuck with me AYE
Juicy J stay in the club, me and all my niggas
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