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Strap Wit Them Thangz Lyrics by DJ Zirk

Underworld

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[Verse 1: Buckshotz & Primo]
Steps in the door
Creepin' on a trick slow
Twelve gauge in his hand
And my mind is on a bankroll
Niggas, I be Buckshotz, standin' on your block
With a sack full of rocks, and a Glock, just to stop
Me from being a target, or a mark to get dumped on
Gangsta's have gunfights, young niggas get jumped on
If war is what you want, I am the first to say fuck ya
Rollin with D.H.T. and O.M.C. just to buck ya
Strapped with the twelve gauge, AK and a Uzi
To make your block look like a fucked up scene
On the gangster scene
Yeah, niggas, you know I'm packin' anna cannon
Just to peel yo' cap, like a chimp to his banana
So now you know I'm rollin' thick, never try to step to this
Mack murder, pimp hoin', from the G city of Memphis
I'm Buckshot the bastard bum goin' out with a bang
Doin' it with my niggas and we strapped with them thangs
[Chorus DJ Zirk & Primo, DJ Zirk]
Strapped with them thangs, strapped with them thangs
Killers, killers, Orange Mound niggas
Strapped with them thangs, strapped with them thangs
Strap with them thangs, it's all in the game
Strapped with them thangs, strapped with them thangs
Killers, killers, Orange Mound niggas
Strapped with them thangs, strapped with them thangs
[Verse 2: DJ Zirk & Buckshotz]
Strapped with them thangs, finna hit that block
Roll up on these niggas, hands on my Glock
Packin' what you lackin', strapped like a killer
A nigga's on the for realer, so back up off this nigga
Niggas straight jackin', bailin' in that Chevy thang
Niggas rollin' deep, better creep on these niggas, mane
So back up off this shit, grippin' them nines, I'm givin' 'em bombs
I'm peelin' and killin' these busters, leave 'em dead up in my trunk
Rollin' with these killers, anna with these niggas
Hands on my Glock, pop, pop, pop, nigga, drop
Straight from the Mound, nigga, that's what I'm claimin'
Nigga, get yo' set, then ya 'fess, a nigga be stangin'
Niggas on the creep, so nigga, just don't sleep
Open up yo' eyes, leave yo' ass six feet deep
Niggas doin' dirt, poppin' them thangs, makin' a stang
Trick, you got some anna *gunshots*
Niggas bailin' out real G to this shit
A nigga's finna' click and empty the fuckin' clip
So niggas, watch yo' back, (Fool), nigga, I gotta pop 'em
Strapped with them thangs, six feet deep in yo' coffin
[Chorus: DJ Zirk & Primo, DJ Zirk]
Strapped with them thangs, strapped with them thangs
Killers, killers, Orange Mound niggas
Strapped with them thangs, strapped with them thangs
Strap with them thangs, it's all in the game
[Verse 3: Primo]
Aw shit, ain't this a bitch, Primo finna' click, G
Doin' it with the quickness player
So, hizzo, you can't fuck with me
I'm strapped with them thangs, mane, and quick to get it on
Buckshot got the gauge, and Zirk got the chrome tone
So trizzick better make a left turn
'Cause poppin' off at the mouth
To a nigga like me'll get yo' ass burned
By them hollow tips, oh no, I won't slip
I click back the hammer, pop, pop, yo blood drips
So lizzame what's up? do you wanna rumble?
Trizzick, get yo' shizzit, 'cause you headed for another tussle
Bizzitch, I though you knizzew the fuckin' score
I'm a playa 'bout my hustle, so I'm breakin' off them funky hoes
Niggas straight jackin', packin' with them thangs
Lockin' them niggas in the trunk, and strap with them thangs
And them nigga's actin' jank and shit
End up gettin' they wigs split
Plus they know it's too thick, so what's up with that fuck shit?
[Chorus: DJ Zirk & Primo, DJ Zirk]
Strapped with them thangs, strapped with them thangs
Killers, killers, Orange Mound niggas
Strapped with them thangs, strapped with them thangs
Strap with them thangs, it's all in the game
Strapped with them thangs, strapped with them thangs
Killers, killers, Orange Mound niggas
Strapped with them thangs, strapped with them thangs
Strap with them thangs, it's all in the game
[Outro: Buckshotz, DJ Zirk, Homicyde]
Get away from my fuckin' barrel, 'cause I'ma make fuckin' [?]
Twelve-twelve gauge, AK's, shit, it ain't no time to panic
(*gunshots*) TEC-9 automatics, bitch
Orange Mound bound, fool, blow, blow a niggas ass off
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