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h*wood – i babysit my strap كلمات اغاني

[intro: samuel jackson (jackie brown 1997)]
here we go. ak_47. the very best there is. when you absolutely, positively got to k!ll every motherf_cker in the room, accept no substitutes

[chrous:]
i babysit my strap
in the big city of sac
i babysit my strap n_gga
i babysit my strap
because n_ggas just don’t know how to act

[verse 1: h_wood]
tattoo from head to toe
i babysit my strap to protect my dough
from n_ggas like you that really make it sick
i was trying to jack a n_gga for his chips
but mr. h_wood is not the one
so everywhere i go i got to bring my gun
now i don’t really think you want to f_ck with me
cause i’m about it about it like master p
i feel like i’m living in the wild west
so i nevеr leave without my f_ckin vest
24/7 around thе clock
protected by rottweilers and my glock
cause i got money growing out my ass
and a drive a car that goes h_lla fast
there’s no doubt i’m ballin outta control
thanks to hip hop studios
you know
[chrous:]
i babysit my strap
in the big city of sac
i babysit my strap n_gga
i babysit my strap
because n_ggas just don’t know how to act

[verse 2: hollow tip]
n_gga til death do me part in this
keep a 4_5 with extra cartridges
n_ggas choose to
start sh_t spray heat like arsonists
yo heart in this
4_5 c_cked you just a mark in this
n_ggas try to reach for their piece
get ripped apart in this
i’m babysittin
4_5 or 380 hidden
in my sleeve
besta believe it get to crazy spittin
handgun spillin
random k!llin
pull a kidnapping
get the ransom bill ins
massive millions
havin manson visions
massive dealin
getting cash for a livin
i
stressin about
puttin a tech in your mouth
soon as i
step in the house
weapons stretching you out
we leavin n_ggas brainless
for all this entertainment
strapped with stainless
n_ggas is famous
for c_ckin gats
leavin you nameless
hollow nel ceon
the player cl!ck don
and for all you marks that betray me
the war is on
[chrous:]
i babysit my strap
in the big city of sac
i babysit my strap n_gga
i babysit my strap
because n_ggas just don’t know how to act

[voice clip: samuel jackson (jackie brown 1997)]
check out this gun here. every n_gga in the world had to have a 45… and they didn’t want one. they want two. cause all them n_ggas wanted to be the k!ller. now i try to steer my customers toward the 9mm cause it’s d_mn near the same weapon and ain’t got half the jammin problems but… you know how them n_ggas is out there, you can’t tell them sh_t. they want a 45. the k!ller had a 45. they want a 45

[verse 3: kaukasian]
so you a sick m_th_f_cka right
i light you like gasoline
wakin up at night
some bl__dy sheets and a closet full of spleens
now that’s that sick sh_t
we love to babysit your cl!ck
babysit yourself
i’ll babysit your b_tches cl_t
f_ck her in a cheap momo
slap that sl_t and break that ho
then it’s time to roll
smash out the 5_0
burn rubber off the low [?]
c_ck back and load the 4_4
case shysty individuals
wanna ride
they can see the devil in my eyes
realize you f_cked with schizo
load slugs in all directions
til i get’s mo
olde 800 gold that i’ve been sippin
known for babysittin
if there’s drama i slip my clip in
dippin away into my dividends
and i ride til i die so f_ck [?]
i’m on one
a solo mission
when i’m dishin only ride with my
chrome heata
4_5 enemy eater in the face of defeat
i’ll rip the meat off your body
smash off in a maserati
headed to the after party, what?
[chrous:]
i babysit my strap
in the big city of sac
i babysit my strap n_gga
i babysit my strap
because n_ggas just don’t know how to act

[verse 4: sicx]
a madman out the trashcan
thought i was dead for life
so i buy my own casket cause i’m a b_st_rd for life
when my feelings get hurt
all n_ggas get hurt
i’m out the woodwork
so i put em in dirt
ya’ll could’ve alert
tell all them n_ggas that wanted to put me up in the wata
face down i’m a schwatza
[?]
[?] body found with a box of six pounds
you should’ve told them n_ggas about me
p_ssed off easy
d_ck greasy
pit feed me
believe me
i don’t punk that easy
c_ck the 4_4 back and leave me
in a crowded room of n_ggas that wish they could be me
find they d_ck in a mailbox
come to h_ll and get socked
gun smell like sweaty gym socks
and a b_tch that want this [?]
in a house full of_
dog sh_t
and who want it
when i’m off it
murder
further
now i left the [?] coroner with the burner
insert it
and let the fine print get perfect
with the 4_4 cursive
f_ck it
zip em up
split em up
heat em up
sh_t em up
get him out
still on one
til it’s all done
now get him out

[chrous:]
i babysit my strap
in the big city of sac
i babysit my strap n_gga
i babysit my strap
because n_ggas just don’t know how to act

- hwood

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