We Come Strapped
作词 : Allen, Tyler
Geah
We in the mutha******* house
Eihthype in the mutha******* 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 *******s beware cause eihthype's runnin' this *******
Geah
Run mutha*******as run
I got the mutha******* 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 *******s from my hood, fool uh
Too many drive-by's no one can point or pull the trigger
Too many mutha******* loc'ed ass young *******s
We bail deep and it's an everyday thang, them fifth's
We slang a game of muther******* compton gang
I gots to peel your ******* cap, *******
We come strapped
One more hit on your hood mutha*******a ain't no bull*******ttin'
Better scatter that ass over the fence before the 9 start spittin
And gather up your ******* 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 ******* 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 ******* cap, geah
We come strapped
Night time hits the ******* 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 ******* 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******* volume up on the dash
So no tittle-tattle can hear the mutha******* 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 ******* gas
Be on the lookout cause they coming to tap my ass
We gots to peel they ******* cap
That's the way we get'em mutha*******a cause you know
We come strapped
Geah
*******
In the mutha******* house
Eihthype in the mutha******* house *******
So stay the ******* back
*******s on the run in the mutha******* house
Lil' hawk & bird in the mutha******* house
Stick'em
Geah, we in the mutha******* house
*******
Stay the ******* down clown
Cause ain't no love ho
In the 94
Eihthype, half ounce in this *******
C.m.w. in this *******
Geah
We Come StrappedLRC歌词
作词 : Allen, Tyler
Geah
We in the mutha******* house
Eihthype in the mutha******* 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 *******s beware cause eihthype's runnin' this *******
Geah
Run mutha*******as run
I got the mutha******* 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 *******s from my hood, fool uh
Too many drive-by's no one can point or pull the trigger
Too many mutha******* loc'ed ass young *******s
We bail deep and it's an everyday thang, them fifth's
We slang a game of muther******* compton gang
I gots to peel your ******* cap, *******
We come strapped
One more hit on your hood mutha*******a ain't no bull*******ttin'
Better scatter that ass over the fence before the 9 start spittin
And gather up your ******* 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 ******* 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 ******* cap, geah
We come strapped
Night time hits the ******* 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 ******* 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******* volume up on the dash
So no tittle-tattle can hear the mutha******* 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 ******* gas
Be on the lookout cause they coming to tap my ass
We gots to peel they ******* cap
That's the way we get'em mutha*******a cause you know
We come strapped
Geah
*******
In the mutha******* house
Eihthype in the mutha******* house *******
So stay the ******* back
*******s on the run in the mutha******* house
Lil' hawk & bird in the mutha******* house
Stick'em
Geah, we in the mutha******* house
*******
Stay the ******* down clown
Cause ain't no love ho
In the 94
Eihthype, half ounce in this *******
C.m.w. in this *******
Geah
