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stay strapped - sd lyrics

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[intro]
(bizzy beatz, j*milli, the triage)

[hook]

i hear them talking but we k!ll civilians, you know we, been here for years but i dont deal with n*ggas, but i say, run up them m’s and we gone deal with n*ggas, i move around by myself but i wouldn’t try that

[verse]

a 100 thousand ain’t no check boy i wouldn’t buy that, try and see where the stank, yeah i supply that, f*ck around with these sk*nks, dont f*ck around with these crews they know whats up with me, moving through this b*tch i keep it tucked with me, tryna see where the hoes b*tch bring your friend too, we gone do it all she tryna hang to, she wrote ima f*ck sd all on her buckеt list
i be sleeping with it so tight cuz i can’t trust a b*tch, i see hate in they еyes but i can work with it, i hear p*ssy in they voice you hear em throwing fits
i been tryna close me eyes but i can’t go to sleep, i got n*ggas tryna hide so they can’t notice me, they know how we play, they know we stretch sh*t
they somehow want to see me fall but we can bet that, we been f*cking hoes in trios like its clones of me, we can’t bring hoes to the crib, they try
to get over on me, we leave you dancing in yo heels baby, a couple shots will keep yo lips straight

[hook]

i hear them talking but we k!ll civilians, you know we, been here for years but i dont deal with n*ggas, but i say, run up them m’s and we gone deal with n*ggas, i move around by myself but i wouldn’t try that

[verse two]

they clutching in this b*tch they know we stay strapped, she want me to f*ck her raw she mad i stay strapped, i know alot of n*ggas hate but dont give a f*ck about them baby, these n*ggas be pipsqueaks, they dont really wanna come temp me, glock leave a n*gga empty, really ain’t tryna show no sympathy, mula got me busy so im out here on my dolo hoe, i finally found my mojo tho too high like a junkie hoe, running through the hood they mad we make this sh*t look easy, i think my b*tch believe me, we f*ck just to get even, we been tryna break the board, they know how we bangin boy, moving around this b*tch i swear they know just what we slangin boy, keep a different b*tch i swear they know that we got options, theres money to be made these n*ggas know that they’re not going to pop sh*t

[hook]
i hear them talking but we k!ll civilians, you know we, been here for years but i dont deal with n*ggas, but i say, run up them m’s and we gone deal with n*ggas, i move around by myself but i wouldn’t try that

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