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Get The Strap

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Get The Strap

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TrilogyYap, yap, go get the strapYap, yap, go get the strapYap, yap, go get the strapGo get the strapNigga, go get the strapFuck that, niggas out here active bloodWhat's brackin'? You'll never catch us lackin', bloodYou stupid, you think we ain't packin', 'bloodFuck 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 pulling up, shoot up the whole whipThat's his man, hit him too, that nigga down with himCheck his gram, see who else be hanging around with him (yeah)He could get it (uh huh) , him too, nigga go get the strapLoad it up, spin the block, I know where them niggas at (where?)Where they at? Who they with? Them niggas gettin' smokedLine 'em up; they ain't hard to find, all them niggas broke (stupid!)Old dog, Nino Brown, Michael Jordan, what?Be like Mike, yeah, right, I wanted to be like Tyke (woah!)Big cuban, flooded Rollie, I see ya eyin' it (I see ya)Get ya clapped if I think you think about trying itAight, so boom, first up all, y'all niggas, suck my dickMatter of fact, suck my dick with your mother's lips (stoopid!)Ah, ah, ah, niggas runnin' out they mouthY'all dead-ass, like I won't punch you in your fucking mouthMatter of fact, I'ma smack fire out you boyAre you dumb? I'ma beat the brakes off you boyYou some "gas what I smoke, nigga" (bang bang)Nah, on this dick your mother choke niggaYap, yap, go get the strapYap, yap, go get the strapYap, yap, go get the strapGo get the strapNigga, go get the strapMan, fuck that, my niggas 'bout that action bloodCatch one frame, my niggas got that strap in bloodThey scrapping, my niggas get to clappin, bloodFuck wrong with you? I don't like how you actin', blood(Get up off me)I am not gang gangI do not gang bangDon't play me like I'm pussy, I will pull up and bang bangNiggas get knocked out, then say they gon' pop outHop out, ooh, wop out, and air the whole block outBlow the whole stock out, and I'm 'bout what I'm 'boutI'm a one man band, I bring the drum out and dump itBend your block, one o'clock, blowing the trumpetI'm with the shits, my niggas still hit the licksI'm stupid rich, still doing some stupid shitYou niggas know the vibes, scared to come outsideThat's the third time you've been got, second time you was shotYour man just ain't your man, he saw us first and fucking ranWe on a different type of time, you on some different shitNow nigga, don't you play with me, play with a bitchI ain't ran into a problem that I can't fixHit your ass upside the head with a full stickYap, yap, go get the strapYap, yap, go get the strapYap, yap, go get the strapGo get the strapNigga, go get the strap
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