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Fight - We Come Strapped lyrics
Geah
 We in the muthafuckin house
 Eihthype in the muthafuckin house
 C.M.W. back in this muthafucka
 Geah, the Most Wanted muthafuckas in Compton, y'know I'm sayin?
 And can't nobody can compare
 So niggas beware cause Eihthype's runnin' this bitch
 Geah
 Run muthafuckas run
 I got the muthafuckin gun and I'm ready to blast on your mark-ass
 We shoot first then take names later
 No one can fade a crooked ass scheming alligator
 No one can stop us cause we quick to catch the fever of the flavor
 Punk fool nuthin can save you
 You crossed the line boy you slipped
 Nuthin' to lose, shootin at your friend as I'm poppin' in another clip
 You try to scream but it don't do no good
 Too many killin niggas from my hood, fool uh
 Too many drive-by's no one can point or pull the trigger
 Too many muthafuckin loc'ed ass young niggas
 We bail deep and it's an everyday thang, them fifth's
 We slang a game of mutherfuckin Compton gang
 I gots to peel your fuckin cap, nigga
 We come strapped
 One more hit on your hood muthafucka ain't no bullshittin' 
 Better scatter that ass over the fence before the 9 start spittin
 And gather up your fuckin kids
 1-8-7's for my homies who got stuck with lifetime bids
 I'll cap that ass up in the car
 When your rollin the streets the gats get blasted by N.O.T.R.
 Don't try to hang with the fire power it's a slaughter
 We bust caps on your awake at the funeral parlour
 You get the short end of the stick
 Rollin with a click and the way we role, muthafucka it's thick
 And my brain is sayin' kill so nigga you're stuck
 I like the sound of the 'K when it start to buck
 Ain't no damn playin', ain't no rhyme sayin'Fight - We Come Strapped - http://motolyrics.com/fight/we-come-strapped-lyrics.html
 One more point for the hood when my gat start sprayin'
 We gots to peel your fuckin cap, geah
 We come strapped
 Night time hits the fuckin streets
 Loadin up the clips and we ready to kill rollin the gangsta beats
 One time try to run a make on my plates
 Routine jack but jack is too fuckin late
 Put the strap up in my lap
 Hopin these muthafuckas don't trip, Slip pass me the extra clip
 I hit the mutherfuckin volume up on the dash
 So no tittle-tattle can hear the muthafuckin blast
 I give him one to the dome
 As the cop start to drop I'm sayin to myself damn it's on
 I guess the blunt made me do it
 Knew the other times would be comin so I grabbed the strap and threw it
 Hit the corner fast, hit the fuckin gas
 Be on the lookout cause they coming to tap my ass
 We gots to peel they fuckin cap
 That's the way we get'em muthafucka cause you know
 We come strapped
 Geah
 Nigga
 In the muthafuckin house
 Eihthype in the muthafuckin house nigga
 So stay the fuck back
 Niggas On The Run in the muthafuckin house
 Lil' Hawk & Bird in the muthafuckin house
 Stick'em
 Geah, we in the muthafuckin house
 Nigga
 Stay the fuck down clown
 Cause ain't no love ho
 In the 94
 Eihthype, Half Ounce in this bitch
 C.M.W. in this bitch
 Geah








