Strapped With the Strap Juicy J & Lex Luger
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[Chorus]
Nigga, I ain't scrapping, I'm strapped with the strap
Fuck around and I'mma turn your trap into a death trap
Put some money on your head like a cap
Kill your ass on the track, and we gon' call that a wrap
Nigga, I ain't scrapping, I'm strapped with the strap
Fuck around and I'mma turn your trap into a death trap
Put some money on your head like a cap
Kill your ass on the track, and we gon' call that a wrap
[Verse 1]
Them jacker's want my watch; them jacker's want my rings
My ice for your life, damn right we can't exchange
I'm crazy like a motherfucker, Saddam'a Hussein
I'm running over pussy niggas, stay out of my lane!
Got a AK47 pointed at your brain
There's a tombstone somewhere waiting for your name
Most my family gang members, but you won't even know it
Until they catch you out in public with the choppers showing!
[Chorus]
Nigga, I ain't scrapping, I'm strapped with the strap
Fuck around and I'mma turn your trap into a death trap
Put some money on your head like a cap
Kill your ass on the track, and we gon' call that a wrap
Nigga, I ain't scrapping, I'm strapped with the strap
Fuck around and I'mma turn your trap into a death trap
Put some money on your head like a cap
Kill your ass on the track, and we gon' call that a wrap
Nigga, I ain't scrapping, I'm strapped with the strap
Fuck around and I'mma turn your trap into a death trap
Put some money on your head like a cap
Kill your ass on the track, and we gon' call that a wrap
Nigga, I ain't scrapping, I'm strapped with the strap
Fuck around and I'mma turn your trap into a death trap
Put some money on your head like a cap
Kill your ass on the track, and we gon' call that a wrap
[Verse 1]
Them jacker's want my watch; them jacker's want my rings
My ice for your life, damn right we can't exchange
I'm crazy like a motherfucker, Saddam'a Hussein
I'm running over pussy niggas, stay out of my lane!
Got a AK47 pointed at your brain
There's a tombstone somewhere waiting for your name
Most my family gang members, but you won't even know it
Until they catch you out in public with the choppers showing!
[Chorus]
Nigga, I ain't scrapping, I'm strapped with the strap
Fuck around and I'mma turn your trap into a death trap
Put some money on your head like a cap
Kill your ass on the track, and we gon' call that a wrap
Nigga, I ain't scrapping, I'm strapped with the strap
Fuck around and I'mma turn your trap into a death trap
Put some money on your head like a cap
Kill your ass on the track, and we gon' call that a wrap
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