Casanova

Casanova - Gripped Up lyrics

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I'm riding through your block

(Through your block, through your block) 

I got the call, I got the drop

(I got the drop, I got the drop)

I got the address to your spot

(To your spot, to your spot)

Swear to God you getting shot (Getting shot!)

Nigga I stay with this, nigga don't play with this

I'm gripped up!

Nigga I stay with this, nigga don't play with this

I'm gripped up!

Nigga I stay with this, nigga don't play with this

I'm gripped up!

Nigga I stay with this, nigga don't play with this

Boom, boom, boom!



Somebody pull the truck up

I swear to God I'ma kill a mothaf**ker

Bitch you a pussy, you a sucker

If you ain't about that life then shut the f**k up

Told my driver make a right

We gon' catch 'em at the light

Brace yourself, fool

Painted hammer at the light

Dub on me I'm Mike

Gun on him I'm hype

I'ma keep it real simple

Bullet went through his temple

I was hanging out the window

Yeah, I had an extendo

Still got a full clip, and I let about ten go

Drop the bricks, let his kids go, yeah

I'm really with the shits though, yeah

Your big bro call me big bro

Pussy nigga better get low, 'cause



I'm riding through your block

(Through your block, through your block) 

I got the call, I got the drop

(I got the drop, I got the drop)

I got the address to your spot

(To your spot, to your spot)

Swear to God you getting shot (Getting shot!)

Nigga I stay with this, nigga don't play with this

I'm gripped up!

Nigga I stay with this, nigga don't play with this

I'm gripped up!

Nigga I stay with this, nigga don't play with this

I'm gripped up!

Nigga I stay with this, nigga don't play with this

Boom, boom, boom!



Where you from? Throw your city up

I'm a bad boy, call Diddy up

'Cause we about to f**k the city up

Couple bands on me and a semi tucked

Like Pac, I'ma hit 'em up

It's a robbery nigga, give it up

Niggas know how I give it up

Wanna find him, better dig him up

Niggas know where they endin' up

If you play with my gang

We don't play we gon' bang

The AK's go bang!

Talking shit 'til we find out

Y'all niggas wanna hide out

Know a nigga gon' ride out

First stop is your mom house

It's your fault, don't cry now

Prayin' shit gon' die down

But niggas know where you live

If we don't we gon' find out



I'm riding through your block

(Through your block, through your block) 

I got the call, I got the drop

(I got the drop, I got the drop)

I got the address to your spot

(To your spot, to your spot)

Swear to God you getting shot (Getting shot!)

Nigga I stay with this, nigga don't play with this

I'm gripped up!

Nigga I stay with this, nigga don't play with this

I'm gripped up!

Nigga I stay with this, nigga don't play with this

I'm gripped up!

Nigga I stay with this, nigga don't play with this

Boom, boom, boom!
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Language: English

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