We Come Strapped Lyrics by Mc Eiht

We Come Strapped Lyrics

    Geah
    We in the muthafuckin house
    Eihthype in the muthafuckin house
    C.m.w. back in this muthafucka
    Geah, the most wanted muthafuckas in compton, y'know i'm sayin?
    And can't nobody can compare
    So niggas beware cause eihthype's runnin' this bitch
    Geah

    Run muthafuckas run
    I got the muthafuckin 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 muthafuckin loc'ed ass young niggas
    We bail deep and it's an everyday thang, them fifth's
    We slang a game of mutherfuckin compton gang
    I gots to peel your fuckin cap, nigga
    We come strapped

    One more hit on your hood muthafucka ain't no bullshittin'
    Better scatter that ass over the fence before the 9 start spittin
    And gather up your fuckin 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, muthafucka 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 fuckin cap, geah
    We come strapped

    Night time hits the fuckin 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 fuckin late
    Put the strap up in my lap
    Hopin these muthafuckas don't trip, slip pass me the extra clip
    I hit the mutherfuckin volume up on the dash
    So no tittle-tattle can hear the muthafuckin 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 fuckin gas
    Be on the lookout cause they coming to tap my ass
    We gots to peel they fuckin cap
    That's the way we get'em muthafucka cause you know
    We come strapped

    Geah
    Nigga
    In the muthafuckin house
    Eihthype in the muthafuckin house nigga
    So stay the fuck back
    Niggas on the run in the muthafuckin house
    Lil' hawk & bird in the muthafuckin house

    Stick'em
    Geah, we in the muthafuckin house
    Nigga
    Stay the fuck 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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