Uncle Murda, 50 Cent, Casanova, 6ix9ine - Get the Strap lyrics

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(Grrr rah) yeah, yeah, go get the strap
(Grrr rah) yeah, yeah, go get the strap
(Grrr rah) yeah, yeah, go get the strap
(Rrr) Go get the strap (rrr) nigga
Go get the strap

Fuck that, niggas out here active, blood
(brrrat) what's brackin'? You'll never
Catch us lackin', blood (never)
You stupid, you think we ain't packin'
Blood? (know I got it)
Fuck wrong with you? I don't
Like the way you actin', blood
(Get up off me)

Get the grip, find an opp
Give him the whole clip (bang)
That's his car pullin' up
Shoot up the whole whip
That's his man, hit him too
That nigga down with him check his Gram
See who else be hangin' around with him
(yeah) he could get it
(uh huh) him too, nigga, go get the strap
Load it up, spin the block
I know where them niggas at (where?)
Where they at? Who they with?
Them niggas gettin' smoked
Line 'em up they ain't hard to find
All them niggas broke (stupid)
O-Dog, Nino Brown, Michael Jordan, what?
Be like Mike, yeah right
I wanted to be like Tut (woah)
Big Cuban, flooded Rollie, I see ya eyin' it
(I see ya) get ya clapped if I think
You think about trying it

A'ight, so boom, first up
All y'all niggas suck my dick
Matter of fact
Suck my dick with your mother's lips
(stoopid)
Ah, ah, ah, niggas runnin' out they mouth
Y'all dead-ass like I won't punch
You in your fuckin' mouth?
Matter of fact, I'ma smack fire out you, boy
Are you dumb? I'ma beat the brakes off you
Boy you some, "Gas what I smoke, nigga"
(bang bang)
Nah, on this dick your mother choke, nigga

(Grrr rah) yeah, yeah, go get the strap
(Grrr rah) yeah, yeah, go get the strap
(Grrr rah) yeah, yeah, go get the strap
(Rrr) Go get the strap (rrr) nigga
Go get the strap

Man, fuck that, my niggas 'bout that action
Blood
Catch one frame, my niggas got that strap in
Blood
They scrappin', my niggas get to clappin'
Blood (bo bo bo)
Fuck wrong with you? I don't
Like how you actin', blood (Get up off me)

I am not gang-gang, I do not gang bang
But play me like I'm pussy
I will pull up and bang bang
Niggas get knocked out
Then say they gon' pop out
Hop out, uwop out
And air the whole block out
Blow the whole stock out
And I'm 'bout what I'm 'bout
I'm a one man band
I bring the drum out and dump it
Bend your block, one o'clock
Blowin' the trumpet i'm with the shit's
My niggas still hit the licks
I'm stupid rich, still doin' some stupid shit
You niggas know the vibes
Scared to come outside
That's the third time you've been got
Second time you was shot
Your man just ain't your man
He saw us first and fuckin' ran
We on a different type of time
You on some different shit
Now nigga, don't you play with me
Play with a bitch
I ain't ran into a problem that I can't fix
Hit your ass upside the head
With a full stick

(Grrr rah) yeah, yeah, go get the strap
(Grrr rah) yeah, yeah, go get the strap
(Grrr rah) yeah, yeah, go get the strap
(Rrr) Go get the strap (rrr) nigga
Go get the strap
(Grrr rah) yeah, yeah, go get the strap
(Grrr rah) yeah, yeah, go get the strap
(Grrr rah) yeah, yeah, go get the strap
(Rrr) Go get the strap (rrr) nigga
Go get the strap