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