Trae Tha Truth - Strapped Up (feat. Pyrexx) lyrics

Yeah the undisputed king
Nigga I am the street, shit - haha
Trae tha Truth pyrexx
Yeah

If you looking for the realest I'm
Here to give you the biz
King of whatever them niggas yelling they is
Any nigga got a problem
Well then tell 'em who it is
I didn't stutter motherfucker
You can tell 'em who it is
Got a temper that'll beat a
Nigga up under the flow
With a pipe that I probably
Sticking up under your ho
If they wanna get it in
Tell em I'm ready to go got a trap
I put it somewhere up under the snow
When they come to get money
Then tell em I'm all in


Drama you looking for
This topic will fall in if it go to work
Then I bet that you called in
In the back of this Phantom out
The side that I crawled in
If I did it, don't worry about it
Tell em it's all me
If I did it, you heard about it
Tell em it's all G
Put you out of sight for a
Hell of a small fee
People give a fuck about if you had a
Show or tell em that it's free
Come and switch it up, you
Niggas fucking with my minute, get it back
Tell em I was sick
Even sicker when I hit a track
Never been one to give a
Fuck about what you feeling
Cause if you feeling anything different
I ain't feeling that yeah the king back
Team is all black green is all racks
Rachine is all that
Anything I'm in like to transform
When the sun go fourth wheel stunt while the
Fifth one lean back i bet you never seen a
Nigga who talk for night
No matter where you at
I bet I'll light up your life
I'm a star, at the same time hood with it
Set it off
I bet like Mary you're praying to Christ
So my advice, if you see me with Pyrexx
The gang's somewhere round and
Ready for whatever bitch
So just know when you fuck with gorillas
Gorillas gone show you what's
Really whatever bitch

I'm strapped up, black mask
Still gangsta, in the hood
Set tripping, still thugging
Real nigga, understood

What they talking, I ain't tripping
Chopper loaded, I ain't slipping
Now you're leaking, should've listened
Fucking with the game will leave you missing

Strapped up, black mask
Still gangsta, in the hood
Set tripping, still thugging
Real nigga, understood

What they talking, I ain't tripping
Chopper loaded, I ain't slipping
Now you're leaking, should've listened
Fucking with the game will leave you missing

I'm tatted up, all white
Pistol loaded, what they talking
I ain't tripping, Trae I got 'em
Like I'm getting money when I'm
Up from the bottom p-Y-R-E double-X, Pyrexx
You can tell I'm a beast with the flow
Every in caine's in my vo', when
I go, I'm a show
With them motherfucking diggers in
The globe now
Got Trae on this track with this white boy
Yeah well it's like out of this
World you would think I'm black
But I ain't, but I got a black heart with a
Blue blood bumping out
This motherfuckin' track
Uh, yeah, I'm not bitch
"Free Pyrexx" was a movement bitch
Whatcha wanna do, fucking with a fool
One phone call Trae get
The click mobbin' bitch
I'm from the hood, northside
Northwest psychers home that's right
Don't get it twisted, on mine
I can run with the
Gorillas from the southside
So I ride with a cocked nine, never stop mine
Fitting to rise and to shine
I'm a get it in
Never will I give, get it how I live
After doing this bid y'all
Gonna really star, star
But even in my raps, my style
My flow is gone but everybody know
Till I'm out on me
Everything give away big up to the tone
We gone get this dough homie

Best believe when I step out I'm a shine
Bright with a mouth full of gold
Six point stars on the teeth
Known for the cheef
Fuck with the camp on the ground when you go