Strapped with the Strap - Juicy J, Lex Luger

Nigga, I ain’t scrapping, I’m strapped with the strap

Fuck around and I’mma turn your trap into a death trap

Put some money on your head like a cap

Kill your ass on the track, and we gon' call that a wrap

Nigga, I ain’t scrapping, I’m strapped with the strap

Fuck around and I’mma turn your trap into a death trap

Put some money on your head like a cap

Kill your ass on the track, and we gon' call that a wrap

Them jacker’s want my watch;

them jacker’s want my rings

My ice for your life, damn right we can’t exchange

I’m crazy like a motherfucker, Saddam’a Hussein

I’m running over pussy niggas, stay out of my lane!

Got a AK47 pointed at your brain

There’s a tombstone somewhere waiting for your name

Most my family gang members, but you won’t even know it

Until they catch you out in public with the choppers showing!

Nigga, I ain’t scrapping, I’m strapped with the strap

Fuck around and I’mma turn your trap into a death trap

Put some money on your head like a cap

Kill your ass on the track, and we gon' call that a wrap

Nigga, I ain’t scrapping, I’m strapped with the strap

Fuck around and I’mma turn your trap into a death trap

Put some money on your head like a cap

Kill your ass on the track, and we gon' call that a wrap

Leggo!

Sitting in my manesion;

making phone calls

On niggas that done crossed me;

kill 'em all!

For twenty bands they do anything

Fifty bands up the murder rate

Unsolved mysteries, they couldn’t solve this

Four dead bodies in the forest

Niggas shoulda ran like Forrest

Niggas shoulda finished what they started

Nigga, I ain’t scrapping, I’m strapped with the strap

Fuck around and I’mma turn your trap into a death trap

Put some money on your head like a cap

Kill your ass on the track, and we gon' call that a wrap

Nigga, I ain’t scrapping, I’m strapped with the strap

Fuck around and I’mma turn your trap into a death trap

Put some money on your head like a cap

Kill your ass on the track, and we gon' call that a wrap