Lyrics:
I walked in the place
All strapped up
You niggas ain't ready for me
On God
I caught you niggas off guard
I be eating you niggas like beef
You niggas
Oeoe
Big money slang
Ik ben met shaf en ja we gaan ham
Oeoe
Met de hele gang
Ja we staan strapped
Ja we staan strapped
Oeoe
Big money slang
Big money
I just caught the waaaaave
Now i surf yeah
I Just copped a bag keep it strapped
Thats that work
Thats that work
Thats that work
Yeah
They don't
Chaching
Yeah
I mean really
Who fucking with me
I spit that crack rock
I'm Straight off the back block
I'm Strapped wit black glock
If you
with ya
Frat Nigga
Mad cuz I really am with ya
I'm that Nigga frat Nigga
Pass the bottle of jack Nigga
NRA I stay strapped Nigga
I rep my frat like
Somebody call for backup I think we got a runner
Hope y’all came strapped up a Glock wit a rubber
My oh my I think she got it from her mother
Shawty
Ich bin wieder strapped
So fucking blessed
Und wieder stressed
Pull up in einem neuem Benz
Bin wieder strapped
So fucking blessed
Pull up in einem
I swear i gotta be cautious
They want me dead they wylin
My niggas stay strapped they on it
Lotta niggas in the field they dieing
Nigga play with
I been down bad in the trenches
Robbin’ honkies for gold pennies
I stay strapped with automatics
Ain’t no safety, you can check it, uh
I keep my
You better be koo
You better back up
'Cuz all these goons around me strapped up
You better be smooth
Don't go and act up
'Cuz all these goons around
Woah
Pass me that lighter tho
Shoutout to my boy that’s Mack
Got hella re-up in the back
I’m in the hood and yeah we strapped
I touched 10, 000 off
Yeah
Kisile
Black Sun rising
Yeah
Black man on my pac man, ghost mode
Tapped in to what's happening, Morse code
Strapped in can't relax man, lord
I want designer
I want that foreign
Dripped in Dior
Strapped wit a silence
What’s in my bag
Louie the tag
Gucci the finest
Amiri my jean
Xander
Don't wanna be strapped up, when you need me
Wrapped up, in your love
Still wanna be around, when you are winning
I Love you, 'til I'm done
I
long hours (Hours)
I was strapped in (Strapped) now im back out (Back out)
Stuck inside with a whole lotta ill beats so it made me sicker
Money keep
the shop like a sex position, the bitch got lifted
I stole the show while then city was sleep, the game got lifted
Come by my kasi you better be strapped
losses
Prolly stay strapped but like fuck being cautious
Haters tryna talk shit they just being toxic
Bitch we S-plus only hanging with the bosses (Gang
dank, turn it into vapor
I ride spaceship, strapped with a laser
Don't you run down
Not today, sir
Where yo bitch?
I might take her
I smoke my dank, turn
coming strapped when it’s war time
Grtt boaw
Automatic or the 45
Grtt
Keep a burner ima toss mine
Boaw
Had a heart but I loss mine
Screaming free nitty we
bars like a sonnet
I ain't really wit' the drama
Strapped up feel like Contra
Got 'em sick make em vomit
If I'm really bein' honest
Ain't a lot we got in
Stack it up
Getting this money
Nigga I got to a bag
Strapped up
Holding that forty
Never will they see me lag
No no no no
Never Will they see me
Lisha. Haha...
Forget the fake, where the real at?
You suckas shaky like an earthquake
And that is just real rap
So I stay strapped like a backpack,
Ima pull up don't make me pull cause if I pull up its assalamu alaikum to ya
My niggas wild like the throne berries don't give a fuck
They strapped
Move the pack in, bitch I know you want it (know you want it)
Got the Mac-10, show me where the profits (where the profits)
Is you strapped in? Bitch
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