We Come Strapped

<br>Geah<br><br>We in the muthafuckin house<br><br>Eihthype in the muthafuckin house<br><br>C.m.w. back in this muthafucka<br><br>Geah, the most wanted muthafuckas in compton, yknow Im sayin? <br><br>And cant nobody can compare<br><br>So niggas beware cause eihthypes runnin this bitch<br><br>Geah<br><br><br><br>Run muthafuckas run<br><br>I got the muthafuckin gun and Im ready to blast on your mark-ass<br><br>We shoot first then take names later<br><br>No one can fade a crooked ass scheming alligator<br><br>No one can stop us cause we quick to catch the fever of the flavor<br><br>Punk fool nuthin can save you<br><br>You crossed the line boy you slipped<br><br>Nuthin to lose, shootin at your friend as Im poppin in another clip<br><br>You try to scream but it dont do no good<br><br>Too many killin niggas from my hood, fool uh<br><br>Too many drive-bys no one can point or pull the trigger<br><br>Too many muthafuckin loced ass young niggas<br><br>We bail deep and its an everyday thang, them fifths<br><br>We slang a game of mutherfuckin compton gang<br><br>I gots to peel your fuckin cap, nigga<br><br>We come strapped<br><br><br><br>One more hit on your hood muthafucka aint no bullshittin<br><br>Better scatter that ass over the fence before the 9 start spittin<br><br>And gather up your fuckin kids<br><br>1-8-7s for my homies who got stuck with lifetime bids<br><br>Ill cap that ass up in the car<br><br>When your rollin the streets the gats get blasted by n.o.t.r.<br><br>Dont try to hang with the fire power its a slaughter<br><br>We bust caps on your awake at the funeral parlour<br><br>You get the short end of the stick<br><br>Rollin with a click and the way we role, muthafucka its thick<br><br>And my brain is sayin kill so nigga youre stuck<br><br>I like the sound of the k when it start to buck<br><br>Aint no damn playin, aint no rhyme sayin<br><br>One more point for the hood when my gat start sprayin<br><br>We gots to peel your fuckin cap, geah<br><br>We come strapped<br><br><br><br>Night time hits the fuckin streets<br><br>Loadin up the clips and we ready to kill rollin the gangsta beats<br><br>One time try to run a make on my plates<br><br>Routine jack but jack is too fuckin late<br><br>Put the strap up in my lap<br><br>Hopin these muthafuckas dont trip, slip pass me the extra clip<br><br>I hit the mutherfuckin volume up on the dash<br><br>So no tittle-tattle can hear the muthafuckin blast<br><br>I give him one to the dome<br><br>As the cop start to drop Im sayin to myself damn its on<br><br>I guess the blunt made me do it<br><br>Knew the other times would be comin so I grabbed the strap and threw it<br><br>Hit the corner fast, hit the fuckin gas<br><br>Be on the lookout cause they coming to tap my ass<br><br>We gots to peel they fuckin cap<br><br>Thats the way we getem muthafucka cause you know<br><br>We come strapped<br><br><br><br>Geah<br><br>Nigga<br><br>In the muthafuckin house<br><br>Eihthype in the muthafuckin house nigga<br><br>So stay the fuck back<br><br>Niggas on the run in the muthafuckin house<br><br>Lil hawk &amp; bird in the muthafuckin house<br><br><br><br>Stickem<br><br>Geah, we in the muthafuckin house<br><br>Nigga<br><br>Stay the fuck down clown<br><br>Cause aint no love ho<br><br>In the 94<br><br>Eihthype, half ounce in this bitch<br><br>C.m.w. in this bitch<br><br>Geah