text: Trilogy
   Yeah, yeah, go get the strap
   Yeah, yeah, go get the strap
   Yeah, yeah, go get the strap
   Go get the strap nigga, go get the strap
  Fuck that, niggas out here active, blood 
  Whats brackin? Youll never catch us lackin, blood 
  You stupid, you think we aint packin, blood? 
  Fuck wrong with you? I dont like the way you actin, blood
  Get the grip, find an opp, give him the whole clip 
  Thats his car pullin up, shoot up the whole whip
  Thats his man, hit him too, that nigga down with him
  Check his Gram, see who else be hangin around with him 
  He could get it him too, nigga, go get the strap
  Load it up, spin the block, I know where them niggas at 
  Where they at? Who they with? Them niggas gettin smoked
  Line em up; they aint hard to find, all them niggas broke 
  O-Dog, Nino Brown, Michael Jordan, what?
  Be like Mike, yeah right, I wanted to be like Tut 
  Big Cuban, flooded Rollie, I see ya eyin it 
  Get ya clapped if I think you think about trying it
  Aight, so boom, first up, all yall niggas suck my dick
  Matter of fact, suck my dick with your mothers lips 
  Ah, ah, ah, niggas runnin out they mouth
  Yall dead-ass like I wont punch you in your fuckin mouth?
  Matter of fact, Ima smack fire out you, boy
  Are you dumb? Ima beat the brakes off you, boy
  You some, Gas what I smoke, nigga 
  Nah, on this dick your mother choke, nigga
   Yeah, yeah, go get the strap
   Yeah, yeah, go get the strap
   Yeah, yeah, go get the strap
   Go get the strap nigga, go get the strap
  Man, fuck that, my niggas bout that action, blood
  Catch one frame, my niggas got that strap in, blood
  They scrappin, my niggas get to clappin, blood 
  Fuck wrong with you? I dont like how you actin, blood
  I am not gang-gang, I do not gang bang
  But play me like Im pussy, I will pull up and bang-bang
  Niggas get knocked out, then say they gon pop out
  Hop out, uwop out, and air the whole block out
  Blow the whole stock out, and Im bout what Im bout
  Im a one-man band, I bring the drum out and dump it
  Bend your block, one oclock, blowin the trumpet
  Im with the shits, my niggas still hit the licks
  Im stupid rich, still doin some stupid shit
  You niggas know the vibes, scared to come outside
  Thats the third time youve been got, second time you was shot
  Your man just aint your man, he saw us first and fuckin ran
  We on a different type of time, you on some different shit
  Now nigga, dont you play with me, play with a bitch
  I aint ran into a problem that I cant fix
  Hit your ass upside the head with a full stick
   Yeah, yeah, go get the strap
   Yeah, yeah, go get the strap
   Yeah, yeah, go get the strap
   Go get the strap nigga, go get the strap
   Yeah, yeah, go get the strap
   Yeah, yeah, go get the strap
   Yeah, yeah, go get the strap
   Go get the strap nigga, go get the strap