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(album: Walkin' Bank Roll - 2007)


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We strapped, we hot
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We strapped, we hot, we ready for whatever
We strapped, we hot, we ready for whatever
We strapped, we hot, we ready for whatever
We ready for whatever, we ready for whatever
Sometime these niggas like to extra trip
That's why I always pack extra clips
Sometime these niggas like to extra trip
That's why I always pack extra clips

What you looking at, punk? You wanna get some?
I got the dual slug loaded in my shotty-gun
The double-barreled kind, black tape around the butt
It'll put a hole in you like a glazed donut
I got it in the car, the drink got your lips tossed
I'm beating gashes in your head like a sunroof
A young nigga's only dreams was selling keys of doe
I got the weed and the chopper with the breather holes
Talking 'bout me and my niggas? I can see you, though
In VIP we smoking purp and drinking pleenty more
Shooting guns in the lot like a rocket
If niggas wanna fight, we can pitbull lock it!

We strapped, we hot, we ready for whatever
We strapped, we hot, we ready for whatever
We strapped, we hot, we ready for whatever
We ready for whatever, we ready for whatever
Sometime these niggas like to extra trip
That's why I always pack extra clips
Sometime these niggas like to extra trip
That's why I always pack extra clips

Pistol packing, never slacking, suckas get a head-cracking
Purple smoker, dollar folder, body get a lead smacking
From the bullets when I pull it, out squeeze trigger back
Coward did a lot of talk, 40 blew the nigga's back
All to pieces, never see us, North North, straight beastses
Outgunning, never running, mari-a-juana leafes
Jealousy never ceases, breath smell like some feces
Bark like a wolf, but your heart like some straightmisses
Hood, rep in the air
Throw some bows, throw a chair
Security and police up in here, pimping, we don't care
A nigga violate, we gon' serve him on a platter
Banana clip cocked and the K bullets scatter

We strapped, we hot, we ready for whatever
We strapped, we hot, we ready for whatever
We strapped, we hot, we ready for whatever
We ready for whatever, we ready for whatever
Sometime these niggas like to extra trip
That's why I always pack extra clips
Sometime these niggas like to extra trip
That's why I always pack extra clips

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