MC Eiht We Come Strapped Lyrics
            Geah
            We in the m____fuckin house
            Eihthype in the m____fuckin house
            C.M.W. back in this m____fucka
            Geah, the Most Wanted m____fuckas in Compton, y'know I'm sayin?
            And can't nobody can compare
            So n____s beware cause Eihthype's runnin' this b____
            Geah
        
            Run m____fuckas run
            I got the m____fuckin gun and I'm ready to blast on your mark-a__
            We shoot first then take names later
            No one can fade a crooked a__ 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 n____s from my hood, fool uh
            Too many drive-by's no one can point or pull the trigger
            Too many m____fuckin loc'ed a__ young n____s
            We bail deep and it's an everyday thang, them fifth's
            We slang a game of m_____fuckin Compton gang
            I gots to peel your f___in cap, n____
            We come strapped
        
            One more hit on your hood m____fucka ain't no bullshittin'
            Better scatter that a__ over the fence before the 9 start spittin
            And gather up your f___in kids
            1-8-7's for my homies who got stuck with lifetime bids
            I'll cap that a__ 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, m____fucka it's thick
            And my brain is sayin' kill so n____ you're stuck
            I like the sound of the 'K when it start to buck
            Ain't no d___ playin', ain't no rhyme sayin'
            One more point for the hood when my gat start sprayin'
            We gots to peel your f___in cap, geah
            We come strapped
        
            Night time hits the f___in 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 f___in late
            Put the strap up in my lap
            Hopin these m____fuckas don't trip, Slip pass me the extra clip
            I hit the m_____fuckin volume up on the dash
            So no t__tle-tattle can hear the m____fuckin blast
            I give him one to the dome
            As the cop start to drop I'm sayin to myself d___ 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 f___in gas
            Be on the lookout cause they coming to tap my a__
            We gots to peel they f___in cap
            That's the way we get'em m____fucka cause you know
            We come strapped
        
            Geah
            n____
            In the m____fuckin house
            Eihthype in the m____fuckin house n____
            So stay the f___ back
            n____s On The Run in the m____fuckin house
            Lil' Hawk & Bird in the m____fuckin house
        
            Stick'em
            Geah, we in the m____fuckin house
            n____
            Stay the f___ down clown
            Cause ain't no love ho
            In the 94
            Eihthype, Half Ounce in this b____
            C.M.W. in this b____
            Geah
        
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