Strapped

[Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle] Look, pistols popping Shells fly you see the bodies drop I'm knee deep in these streets you niggas dip dobbin Too many niggas tryna hustle Just stick to robbing Imagine grinding 12 hours with 200 dollars Block boy It's my rise to the top boy 10 speed handlebar before I did the drop boy I rock a soldier rag but nothing like the Hot Boys Mine navy blue "S" dome with the cocked toy Yeah and I walk it like I talk it, boy You don't wanna squabble, you socked like the top drawer White Lincoln with the light grey leather seats Chrome Alpinas on Pirellis sold separately Hell yeah I'm rich rollin' with the weaponry In case I got to pop a fuck nigga like a ecstasy So a worry on my mind is what you'll never be I'm ready for what ever beef You niggas ain't no threat 'cause I'm [Chorus: Cobby Supreme] Strapped But you don't want no problems with my squad Come through yo' block niggas poppin' out the cars We clappin' And I don't care who you are Nigga, fuck yo' hood, nigga, fuck yo' hood Strapped But you don't want no problems with my squad Come through yo' block niggas poppin' out the cars We clappin' And I don't care who you are Nigga, fuck yo' hood, nigga, fuck yo' hood [Verse 2: Nipsey Hussle] These niggas is bitches they whisper they business to women And wonder how the cops catch 'em and bitches is snitching Brag about a bank lick and a couple of killings Now he done talked hisself right into a life sentence Damn I guess stupid is a stupid does Just a message for you stupid Crips and stupid Bloods Look, I'm not as stupid as ya'll thought I was Come through yo' block and let y'all talk about who cocked the slug Sick shit, ruthless scandalous Crip shit What I was raised on stunt and get your brains blown Slauson, nigga, I bet you get banged on That's what my nigga Shady Blue got the gauge for That's what my nigga Blacc Sam got the MAC for Feds front of my spot I'm running out the back door But it's a wrap 'cause they had me surrounded Took me to the ground Then they took me downtown 'Cause I was [Chorus: Cobby Supreme] Strapped But you don't want no problems with my squad Come through yo' block niggas poppin' out the cars We clappin' And I don't care who you are Nigga, fuck yo' hood, nigga, fuck yo' hood Strapped But you don't want no problems with my squad Come through yo' block niggas poppin' out the cars We clappin' And I don't care who you are Nigga, fuck yo' hood, nigga, fuck yo' hood [Verse 3: Nipsey Hussle & Cobby Supreme] Now when you come to my hood you better watch yo' back And when I come to yo' hood you know I got that MAC 'Cause I'm strapped And you don't want no problems with my squad Naw, you don't want no problems with my squad I'm fresh of the cocaine block, I'm back killing 'em Yo' boy turn a B 12 base rocks to Benjamins One way ticket to the NYC Told my P.O. my auntie died, I got to visit my peeps But um, look, you know that's not the case right I'm splitting dutches on a stoop with a 8th like, yeah I see it's money on the East Coast I'm faded off that Henney and that Purple City weed smoke So holla at me 'cause I got it if you need dope West side niggas so you know we got the cheap quotes He so off comma 6 0 comma "S" I'm a threat to enemigos [Chorus: Cobby Supreme] Strapped But you don't want no problems with my squad Come through yo' block niggas poppin' out the cars We clappin' And I don't care who you are Nigga, fuck yo' hood, nigga, fuck yo' hood Strapped But you don't want no problems with my squad Come through yo' block niggas poppin' out the cars We clappin' And I don't care who you are Nigga, fuck yo' hood, nigga, fuck yo' hood