Nipsey Hussle, Cobby Supreme - Strapped lyrics

[Nipsey Hussle, Cobby Supreme - Strapped lyrics]

Look, pistols popping
Shells fly you see the bodies drop
I'm knee deep in these streets
You niggas dip dobbin
Too many niggas tryna hustle
Just stick to robbing
Imagine grinding 12 hours with 200 dollars
Block boy it's my rise to the top boy
10 speed handle bar before I did the drop boy
I rock a soldier rag but
Nothing like the hot boys
Mine navy blue "S" dome with the cocked toy
Yea and I walk it like I talk it boy
You don't wanna squabble you socked
Like the top drawer
White Lincoln with the light
Grey leather seats
Chrome Alpinas on Pirellis sold separately
Hell yea I'm rich rollin with
The weaponry in case I
Got to pop a fuck nigga like a ecstasy
So a worry on my mind is what you'll never be
I'm ready for what ever beef
You niggas ain't no threat cause I'm

Strapped
But, you don't want no problems with my squad
Come through yo block niggas
Poppin out the cars we clappin'
And I don't care who you are
Nigga fuck yo hood nigga fuck yo hood
Strapped
But, you don't want no problems with my squad
Come through yo block niggas
Poppin out the cars we clappin'
And I don't care who you are
Nigga fuck yo hood nigga fuck yo hood

These niggas is bitches they whisper
They business to women
And wonder how the cops catch
Em and bitches is snitching
Brag about a bank lick and
A couple of killings
Now he done talked hisself right
Into a life sentence damn
I guess stupid is a stupid does
Just a message for you stupid
Crips and stupid bloods
Look I'm not as stupid as ya'll thought I was
Come through yo block and let ya'll
Talk about who cocked the slug
Sick shit, ruthless scandalous Crip shit
What I was raised on stunt
And get your brains blown
Slauson nigga I bet you get banged on
That's what my nigga Shady Blue
Got the gauge for
That's what my nigga Blacc Sam
Got the Mac for feds front of my spot I'm
Running out the back door
But, it's a wrap cause they had me surrounded
Took me to the ground
Then they took me downtown cause, I was

Strapped
But, you don't want no problems with my squad
Come through yo block niggas
Poppin out the cars we clappin'
And I don't care who you are
Nigga fuck yo hood nigga fuck yo hood
Strapped
But, you don't want no problems with my squad
Come through yo block niggas
Poppin out the cars we clappin'
And I don't care who you are
Nigga fuck yo hood nigga fuck yo hood

Now when you come to my hood
You better watch yo back
And when I come to yo hood
You know I got that Mac cause, I'm strapped
And you don't want no problems with my squad
Naw you don't want no problems with my squad
I'm fresh of the cocaine block
I'm back killing em
Yo boy turn a B 12 base rocks to Benjamins
One way ticket to the NYC
Told my PO my auntie died I
Got to visit my peeps but um
Look you know that's not the case right
I'm splitting dutches on a stoop
With a 8th like, yeah
I see it's money on the East Coast
I'm faded off that Henney and
That purple city weed smoke
So holla at me cause I got
It if you need dope
West side niggas so you know
We got the cheap quotes
He so off comma 6 0 comma
"S" I'm a threat to enemigos

Strapped
But, you don't want no problems with my squad
Come through yo block niggas
Poppin out the cars we clappin'
And I don't care who you are
Nigga fuck yo hood nigga fuck yo hood
Strapped
But, you don't want no problems with my squad
Come through yo block niggas
Poppin out the cars we clappin'
And I don't care who you are
Nigga fuck yo hood nigga fuck yo hood

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