Strapped lyrics

"You better be {f'n} strapped when I see ya" Uh-huh, yeah, okay Yeah, talk about your big guns Best bet is to grip one, cause when I cock and spit son Umm, you, wonder what the clique done That's the buck and lit dum, comin for the neck - RUN! If you got niggaz prayin for a bullet scar Thinkin they gon' be that star, blazin on the boulevard Large funds be the main reason toast burn And like the chorus said You best be fully strapped it's yo' turn Comin up quick, niggaz dump for dumb shit So best believe you can get shot slick for that dumb chick Whoopin loud, look here pal you better calm down And get the fuck from around these killers Cause they not clowns Ain't no jokin, trigger chokin be your last time Last time dudes play hard that was his last time Ever breathin better bring it if you got one Cause South Chicago niggaz don't be playin with no pop gun "You better be {f'n} strapped when I see ya"