We Come Strapped Lyrics
| Song | We Come Strapped |
| Artist | MC Eiht |
| Album | We Come Strapped |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Allen, Tyler | |
| Geah | |
| We in the mutha****in house | |
| Eihthype in the mutha****in house | |
| C.m.w. back in this mutha****a | |
| Geah, the most wanted mutha****as in compton, y'know i'm sayin? | |
| And can't nobody can compare | |
| So niggas beware cause eihthype's runnin' this bitch | |
| Geah | |
| Run mutha****as run | |
| I got the mutha****in gun and i'm ready to blast on your mark-ass | |
| We shoot first then take names later | |
| No one can fade a crooked ass 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 niggas from my hood, fool uh | |
| Too many drive-by's no one can point or pull the trigger | |
| Too many mutha****in loc'ed ass young niggas | |
| We bail deep and it's an everyday thang, them fifth's | |
| We slang a game of muther****in compton gang | |
| I gots to peel your ****in cap, nigga | |
| We come strapped | |
| One more hit on your hood mutha****a ain't no bullshittin' | |
| Better scatter that ass over the fence before the 9 start spittin | |
| And gather up your ****in kids | |
| 1-8-7's for my homies who got stuck with lifetime bids | |
| I'll cap that ass 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, mutha****a it's thick | |
| And my brain is sayin' kill so nigga you're stuck | |
| I like the sound of the 'k when it start to buck | |
| Ain't no damn playin', ain't no rhyme sayin' | |
| One more point for the hood when my gat start sprayin' | |
| We gots to peel your ****in cap, geah | |
| We come strapped | |
| Night time hits the ****in 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 ****in late | |
| Put the strap up in my lap | |
| Hopin these mutha****as don't trip, slip pass me the extra clip | |
| I hit the muther****in volume up on the dash | |
| So no tittle-tattle can hear the mutha****in blast | |
| I give him one to the dome | |
| As the cop start to drop i'm sayin to myself damn 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 ****in gas | |
| Be on the lookout cause they coming to tap my ass | |
| We gots to peel they ****in cap | |
| That's the way we get'em mutha****a cause you know | |
| We come strapped | |
| Geah | |
| Nigga | |
| In the mutha****in house | |
| Eihthype in the mutha****in house nigga | |
| So stay the **** back | |
| Niggas on the run in the mutha****in house | |
| Lil' hawk & bird in the mutha****in house | |
| Stick'em | |
| Geah, we in the mutha****in house | |
| Nigga | |
| Stay the **** down clown | |
| Cause ain't no love ho | |
| In the 94 | |
| Eihthype, half ounce in this bitch | |
| C.m.w. in this bitch | |
| Geah |
| zuo ci : Allen, Tyler | |
| Geah | |
| We in the mutha in house | |
| Eihthype in the mutha in house | |
| C. m. w. back in this mutha a | |
| Geah, the most wanted mutha as in compton, y' know i' m sayin? | |
| And can' t nobody can compare | |
| So niggas beware cause eihthype' s runnin' this bitch | |
| Geah | |
| Run mutha as run | |
| I got the mutha in gun and i' m ready to blast on your markass | |
| We shoot first then take names later | |
| No one can fade a crooked ass 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 niggas from my hood, fool uh | |
| Too many driveby' s no one can point or pull the trigger | |
| Too many mutha in loc' ed ass young niggas | |
| We bail deep and it' s an everyday thang, them fifth' s | |
| We slang a game of muther in compton gang | |
| I gots to peel your in cap, nigga | |
| We come strapped | |
| One more hit on your hood mutha a ain' t no bullshittin' | |
| Better scatter that ass over the fence before the 9 start spittin | |
| And gather up your in kids | |
| 187' s for my homies who got stuck with lifetime bids | |
| I' ll cap that ass 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, mutha a it' s thick | |
| And my brain is sayin' kill so nigga you' re stuck | |
| I like the sound of the ' k when it start to buck | |
| Ain' t no damn playin', ain' t no rhyme sayin' | |
| One more point for the hood when my gat start sprayin' | |
| We gots to peel your in cap, geah | |
| We come strapped | |
| Night time hits the in 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 in late | |
| Put the strap up in my lap | |
| Hopin these mutha as don' t trip, slip pass me the extra clip | |
| I hit the muther in volume up on the dash | |
| So no tittletattle can hear the mutha in blast | |
| I give him one to the dome | |
| As the cop start to drop i' m sayin to myself damn 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 in gas | |
| Be on the lookout cause they coming to tap my ass | |
| We gots to peel they in cap | |
| That' s the way we get' em mutha a cause you know | |
| We come strapped | |
| Geah | |
| Nigga | |
| In the mutha in house | |
| Eihthype in the mutha in house nigga | |
| So stay the back | |
| Niggas on the run in the mutha in house | |
| Lil' hawk bird in the mutha in house | |
| Stick' em | |
| Geah, we in the mutha in house | |
| Nigga | |
| Stay the down clown | |
| Cause ain' t no love ho | |
| In the 94 | |
| Eihthype, half ounce in this bitch | |
| C. m. w. in this bitch | |
| Geah |
| zuò cí : Allen, Tyler | |
| Geah | |
| We in the mutha in house | |
| Eihthype in the mutha in house | |
| C. m. w. back in this mutha a | |
| Geah, the most wanted mutha as in compton, y' know i' m sayin? | |
| And can' t nobody can compare | |
| So niggas beware cause eihthype' s runnin' this bitch | |
| Geah | |
| Run mutha as run | |
| I got the mutha in gun and i' m ready to blast on your markass | |
| We shoot first then take names later | |
| No one can fade a crooked ass 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 niggas from my hood, fool uh | |
| Too many driveby' s no one can point or pull the trigger | |
| Too many mutha in loc' ed ass young niggas | |
| We bail deep and it' s an everyday thang, them fifth' s | |
| We slang a game of muther in compton gang | |
| I gots to peel your in cap, nigga | |
| We come strapped | |
| One more hit on your hood mutha a ain' t no bullshittin' | |
| Better scatter that ass over the fence before the 9 start spittin | |
| And gather up your in kids | |
| 187' s for my homies who got stuck with lifetime bids | |
| I' ll cap that ass 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, mutha a it' s thick | |
| And my brain is sayin' kill so nigga you' re stuck | |
| I like the sound of the ' k when it start to buck | |
| Ain' t no damn playin', ain' t no rhyme sayin' | |
| One more point for the hood when my gat start sprayin' | |
| We gots to peel your in cap, geah | |
| We come strapped | |
| Night time hits the in 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 in late | |
| Put the strap up in my lap | |
| Hopin these mutha as don' t trip, slip pass me the extra clip | |
| I hit the muther in volume up on the dash | |
| So no tittletattle can hear the mutha in blast | |
| I give him one to the dome | |
| As the cop start to drop i' m sayin to myself damn 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 in gas | |
| Be on the lookout cause they coming to tap my ass | |
| We gots to peel they in cap | |
| That' s the way we get' em mutha a cause you know | |
| We come strapped | |
| Geah | |
| Nigga | |
| In the mutha in house | |
| Eihthype in the mutha in house nigga | |
| So stay the back | |
| Niggas on the run in the mutha in house | |
| Lil' hawk bird in the mutha in house | |
| Stick' em | |
| Geah, we in the mutha in house | |
| Nigga | |
| Stay the down clown | |
| Cause ain' t no love ho | |
| In the 94 | |
| Eihthype, half ounce in this bitch | |
| C. m. w. in this bitch | |
| Geah |
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