letra de stay strapped - young jeezy
[intro: jeezy talkin’]
[repeated in the background:] “stay strapped, stay strapped”
gyeah!… aye!
ya’ll already know what time it is, n-gg-… aye!
gyeah!… i’m in the streets err’night n-gg-, i’m in the club err’night n-gg-
i don’t see these f-ck n-gg-s mayn, these n-gg-s talkin’ on records mayne
i don’t argue with n-gg-s on records, i told you f-ckboi – you know what it
is with me n-gg-!
you n-gg-s “protein gangstas” mayne, know what i’m sayin’.
always said you gone sign yaself or kill yaself n-gg-
well you juss commited suicide b-tch, i’m a let you know that too!
aye, let’s get it!
[verse:]
snowman b-tch, 19.5 apeice (gyeah!)
so when you take ’em out the wrap, they as white as your teeth (daaamn)
keep choppas on deck, stay ready fa beef
lil’ n-gg- scared sh-tless, he can’t even sleep (hahaa…)
and you already know what them k’s will do
i’ll have them p-ssy n-gg- scared to stand next to you! (gyeah!)
n-gg-s talkin’ all tough, steady hidin’ and sh-t
even his own mama know, radric davis a b-tch! (yeeeeaah)
to be honest n-gg- – there’s nothin’ gucci about chu (whudd!)
you p-ssy, n-gg- everythin’s coochie about chu (that’s riiight!)
see straight thru you n-gg-, you’s a plastic rapper (aye!)
n-gg- all on my d-ck, where’s the magnum wrapper? (hahaa…)
murdered ’em on “black tee”, killed ’em on “icey” (yuh!)
n-gg- my biggest fan, don’t he sound juss like me?
g-ssed ya -ss up, yeah they played you n-gg-
so i’m a take ya back apart, ’cause i made you n-gg-
hb bought your car, hb bought your chain
left him and then that fat n-gg- did the same thang (yuh!)
no loyalty – jumped clique to clique
he’s a rappin’ prost-tue – he jumped d-ck to d-ck!
“i’m so iceeyyyy”, and you not icey at all (aye!)
ya jewelry look like it came outta middle of the mall
this is eskimo sh-t, lil’ n-gg- you’s a snowcone (daaamn)
you’re in over ya head, pocketbook boi go home
twelve carats two stones, a hundred thousand a set (aye!)
my motherf-ckin’ ears ain’t forgave me yet
that old–ss rolex, you’re six years behind me (aye!)
i got the streets drunk and six beers behind me (wooo)
when you was dreamin’ bout bread n-gg-, i had the money (gyeah!)
signed your whole life away for dodge magnum money (aye!)
still got 92, 93, 94 money!
you rappin’ -ss n-gg-, you juss gettin’ show money (aye!)
king of decatur? i thought you was from birmingham
shouldnt’ve asked for it, if you know you ain’t have it man
i got a family in the ‘ville, and it’s crip in the mac-town (west ssside!)
n-gg- you ain’t heard? – i’m the man in the a-town
it’s some “boyz n ya hood” do anythin’ fa jeezy
so if i want ya lil’ -ss touched – you dumb, believe me
[hook:]
(i stay strapped, stay strapped)
p-ssy n-gg- try to play me, i’m a buss his m-th-f-ckin’ head on gp
(i stay strapped, stray strapped)
let a n-gg- run up on me – keep a carbon 1.5, and them choppas with me
(i stay strapped, stay strapped)
p-ssy n-gg- tryin’ to play, i’m a buss his m-th-f-ckin’ head on gp
(i stay strapped, stay strapped)
let a n-gg- run up on me – keep a carbon 1.5, and them choppas with me
[outro: jeezy talkin’]
1 thang about it, 2 thangs for sure, 3 thangs for certain mayn (for certain
n-gg-!)
we know you a b-tch -ss n-gg-, n-gg-… we know you’s a ho’ n-gg-
ya’ll take that n-gg- back to central stadium, n-gg- gone crazy.
b-tch -ss n-gg- talkin’ all tough, hidin’ and sh-t n-gg-.
we know you’s a f-ckboi, we know you gay n-gg-!
get on the ace and pills and jump in the shower with’cha homeboys
whatchu think, i ain’t know n-gg-? (d-mn!)
yeah, i know all about that n-gg- (d-mn…)
i know how hb had to buy ya b-tch -ss draws n-gg-
cause you couldn’t afford ’em n-gg-
went around talkin’ you icey and sh-t
now that you done got with some f-ck n-gg-s
and you tough now n-gg- – i know you a b-tch n-gg-!
juss like i’ll slap ya b-tch -ss like them n-gg-s did in jazzy t’s (hahaaa…)
you b-tch -ss n-gg-, f-ck n-gg-
wearin’ jheri curls in his soph-m-re year n-gg-
you’s a hoe n-gg-, we know about you n-gg-…
what, you mad ’cause i shine in your video f-ckboi?
you couldn’t take it no more n-gg-?
you can’t -ss-ssinate my character n-gg-, i ain’t actin’ (hahaa…)
n-gg- that ain’t any real jacob you wearin’ either, you f-ck -ss n-gg-
jacob said, he did not make that watch
and you needa get that off, real talk n-gg-
i’m a show you what my g like, what my crippin’ like n-gg-
any n-gg- claimin’ what i claim, that n-gg- come to my city or town n-gg-
handle that n-gg-, n-gg- hidin’ from me dogg
n-gg- talkin’ all tough, n-gg- runnin and hidin and sh-t n-gg-
real talk n-gg-, and i want that motherf-ckin’ bullsh-t–ss icey chain
’cause you need to take that monkey sh-t off you, embaressin’ us n-gg-
matter of fact, real talk n-gg-, i got a bounty on that sh-t n-gg- – ten stacks
you know jeezy ain’t fake n-gg-
i know that sh-t ain’t worth that much n-gg-, but i’m a turn it back in n-gg-
’cause a n-gg- is embaressin us, cuhzz.
so if he come to ya town, you juss happen to sn-tch that m-th-f-cker off his
neck or knock that m-th-f-cker off his neck
when i come to your town – shoot it to me, i’m a shoot you the ten stack man
so i can cremate that m-th-f-cker (cremate that motherf-cker!)
know what i’m sayin’? that sh-t bullsh-t n-gg-, real talk n-gg-
all that rich sh-t n-gg-, you better stop that n-gg-
‘fore i take my tennis shoe money and buy out ya contract f-ckboi
know what i’m talkin’ bout
real talk n-gg- my tennis shoe like i said f-ck n-gg-
so anytime you wanna see me in the streets like a man
while you doin’ all this poppin’ on these records n-gg-
come see me n-gg-, ’cause you know what it is n-gg-
i’ll beat cha motherf-ckin’ -ss n-gg-, that’s on err’thang!
and if any one of you f-ck n-gg-s
even act like you wanna pull some steel n-gg- – let’s get to it!
c.t.e. n-gg-, f-ck ya record label, company and ya crew n-gg-
see me in the street n-gg-
i’m in the club err’night n-gg-
still poppin’ bottles doin’ my one-two thang n-gg-
huh, what’s crackin’ n-gg-! huh, get at me n-gg-!
ya’ll n-gg-s ain’t talkin’ bout sh-t
ya’ll keep cancelin’ all ya shows you makin’ it hard fa us to get at you man
we comin’ to extort you i mean, support you. my bad!
b-tch -ss n-gg-, f-ck i look like!
i’m grown n-gg-, and like i said before f-ck n-gg-…
it’s still 4th ward b-tch! free slick pulla n-gg-!
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