[Intro:]

Strapped down wit a gun (wit a gun)

Strapped down wit a gun (wit a gun)

Strapped down wit a gun (wit a gun)

Strapped down wit a gun (wit a gun)

Strapped down wit a gun (wit a gun)

Strapped down wit a gun (wit a gun)

Strapped down wit a gun (wit a gun)



[Verse 1:]

It's my perogative to cock a glock have you not to live

get to dumppin on yo relatives

if they start to fussin

I'ma get to bustin

on anybody out of line

Hennessy in my body and a .9

rotty shotty doin naughty crimes

wit a quarter pokin out a dime

when you ride in the coupe deville itch

use to kill like a rider not a manakin

nigga posted wit a automatic steady panicin

instead of scramblin I'm damagin

any nigga take me for granted

have that figured cause that nigga'z bigger

I wont hesitate to let'em have it

I'ma addict

addicted to rappin weed in blunts and dope in plastic

wen the gun and the clip attaches

niggaz get lit like a book of matches

but hustlaz takin action cause nigga gotta get paid

quick to put a snitch niggaz in a ditch for the fact they bitch made

for a big face $20 bill

theres plenty of niggaz that i'll peal

like a banana in south sacromental sicc wit cliff and I'll back up

I don't give a fuck bout where we at CUZ

longs we in the city of sac you just betta watch yo bro

call me T NUTTY

for the green money I'll leave you leakin bloody red

creepin up like last flowheakin tweakin off what my cuddy said [cuddy said Nutty man]

these niggaz think that we dummies man

posted up like Al Bundy wit a blondy off bom we rapped up like a mummy



[Chorus x2:]

It's do or die nigga got me strapped down wit a gun (wit a gun)

Strapped down wit a gun (wit a gun) Strapped down wit a gun (wit a gun)

fam its do or die nigga got me strapped wit a gun

they say I need to stop it but I'm cocky cause I'm on one



[Verse 2:]

Do to the fact that I'm off that yac

right now I'm feelin on sympathy

fuck a timonthy or anyone callin they-self my enemey

off the hennessy lost my energy

cuz I was smokin inner city bom wit my folk

most of the niggaz is Locs crush you wit a open paw

give up the dope or nigga get choked

matter a fact snatchback by throat strangled wit rope

now tangled up in the game wit out yo coke

cuz you prevoked a nigga wit scope snipe a nigga from the scova

hand it over man empty yo pocket I wonder knock you out yo nova

cuz of the doja and sova gettin over on me

cuz on my street we don't play that runnin gay cats up a tree

so wen theres beef I be stealin like a thief straight to the mouth like Keith

cuz I'm that nigga dats slicker than grease

pull out the weapon and sweat'em like Keith

fucc the police if they after me tryna capture but they cant

wen I arrive I got five on the fate

my nigga nate get the dank

and if it stank cause of that sticky icky

blow it lets get stupider

the bom I smoke is nuclear

it'll have you higher than jupiter



[Chorus x2]



[Verse 3:]

the gardens my neck of the woods and gonna be there for good

so all you wannabe niggaz theres only 1 Nutty-Nut so fucc yo hood

I give it like a nutt shood

dumpin wen them peckerwoods comin after me

the reason why I be buzzin cause I'm runnin wit cuzzin Anthony

so pass the weed so I can be thinkin of another tragedy

instead of aonther brother I rather smother the police academy

but niggaz is always mad at me

stare at Nutty wit an attitude

but it don't matter lil bitty dude

I'm not Mr. T but I pity fooz

if you getty rude part of the game maintain wen it rain

you betta be doin thang its tryna pass if you cant hang

you'll be beggin that bitch for change

I'll be changin my step from right to left

I'm like a pit that I'll fight to the death

kickin it wit killa sqiderz kept

dont try to creep cause I already crept

up on ya and I'd tried warn ya that gun

bigger than that nigga Panther nigga run

watch yo step cause niggaz these days get hurt

it be them scary fellows wearin fairy yellows

that get tooken off the turf

lookin up at the dirt



[Chorus x2]



[Guy's voice:]

now I was tryna figure out why the guy  was sayin what he was sayin, Nicky just hitt'em

no matter how big a guy mite be, Nicky will take'em on

yo beat Nicky wit fist, he comes back wit a bat

you beat'em wit a knife, he comes back wit gun

and if you beat'em wit a gun you betta kill'em

cuz he'll keep comin back and back until wanna of you is dead



[Verse 4:]

why you actin like you know me homie

bite like arachnophobia

hold it right bro cause I'm that nigga on the terria

right now if not a nutty get out of here if you loud after the rotty shottysta

swollow the bottle of Vodika

feelin like pullin a lick on the Mafia

remind me up on a cop

like Mr. Officer lick cock

this is how we setup shop

load up tec and wet up a glock

and a bitch nigga I respect not

kiss my ass from Sac to Albany

all the niggaz that you saw wit me was mothafuckin G

A N G S T A tryna do betta than yesterday

chasin chedda instead of stressin betta cop you a weapon cause we bang

in a strange world where we hang out together

fuck what they talkin bout nigga whatever

look its my nigga Keith Sweat we all got the weapon for dumppin we dumppin for pepper

nigga from peter piper

most of my 24th streetaz liferz

maybe they stayin for shereddin gettin locked for case

earn stripes like Tony the Tiger

I'ma South Sider

if you not a rider then you can roll

but the rest of us wen we checkin punks

[provisionally]

suckerz play low



[Chorus x4]



we crippin

Strapped down wit a gun (wit a gun)

my nigga

Strapped down wit a gun (wit a gun)

we gangstaz

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South Side

Strapped down wit a gun (wit a gun)

sly

Strapped down wit a gun (wit a gun)

no body

Strapped down wit a gun (wit a gun)

we bangin

Strapped down wit a gun (wit a gun)

T-Nutty

Strapped down wit a gun (wit a gun)

Loc

Strapped down wit a gun (wit a gun)



Thats how we gon do it nigga

Strapped down wit a Gezzell

.9z whatever nigaa