Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Strapped, artist - Jaylib. Album song Champion Sound, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 28.07.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Stones Throw
Song language: English
Strapped |
| I sit on the end at the movies and let my feet stick out |
| Any nigga with a problem get his teeth chipped out |
| Fuck around and get your fleet picked out |
| My nina ross is like window defrost when this heat kick out (out!) |
| Bring your heater when you come to the D |
| That’s why the invitation reads B.Y.O.G |
| Beyond focus, graduated from the ranks of hopeless |
| Great shot, my gun scopeless |
| It’s Detroit’s turn, sit back and learn |
| While we kick back and yearn |
| Sip 'gnac and burn the best weed |
| You wanna challenge my theory, my nigga, let’s bleed |
| Turn the Great Lakes into the Red Seas |
| I smell the bitch in you niggas from here |
| I’m in your face so I’m positive you’re hearin' me clear (yeah!) |
| It’s our year, there will be no fakin' |
| So you pussy niggas should consider relocation |
| We barricaded gunmen, armed with artillery |
| Strapped, livin' the live, this ain’t rap, nigga |
| It’s Guilt and Jaylib attackin' ya |
| Got a script for the actin' up (action!) |
| We barricaded gunmen, armed with artillery |
| Strapped, livin' the live, this ain’t rap, nigga |
| It’s Guilt and Jaylib attackin' ya |
| Got a script for the actin' up (action!) |
| It ain’t the game we play, but the way that we play it |
| Mad to beat it and Jay Dee to spray it |
| Guilt for the get-away and shakin' the haters |
| Fuck sayin' names, makin' ‘em famous |
| It’s barefoot bullyshit, so you don’t need them house shoes |
| Or nothin', just like what peon niggas amount to |
| When we bounce through, don’t get nervous |
| You gets no service on some 'no shoes no shirt' shit |
| Is it serious here? |
| Wait for the verdict |
| It won’t be in your favor the case and the jury is bribed |
| You can compare it to mace in the eye |
| I spit it, it burns, you better learn I’m one of the greatest alive |
| And got somethin' to say? |
| Choke on the balls |
| Jaylib invade, it’s over for y’all, muh’fuckers |
| We barricaded gunmen, armed with artillery |
| Strapped, livin' the live, this ain’t rap, nigga |
| It’s Guilt and Jaylib attackin' ya |
| Got a script for the actin' up (action!) |
| We barricaded gunmen, armed with artillery |
| Strapped… |