Mc Eiht (cmw) We Come Strapped Lyrics

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'



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