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Jealous Got Me Strapped
Spice 1

Date Added: 2004-12-21 09:35:54

Featuring 2pac

Tupac:
Spice heres go them niggas yo
Hit that shit hit that shit.
We all niggaz going down where the fuck ya all going down.

Spice 1:
Damn aint this a bitch ya all got me fucked up
On this ol' playa haten ass shit.
Know what i'm sayin'?
Understand me?
When i was broke you all niggaz didn't give a fuck
If i was pissin' on myself or shittin' off tha bay bridge nigga.
Now you in my mutha fuckin' mix talkin' that ol' crazy shit,
That's alright cuz i'm gonna bust a cap in that ass.
Me and pac goin' let you know about
That ol' playa haten ass shit though.

Ya see these jealous mutha fuckaz
That be playin me g
Like a sucka ass nigga see
That ain't feeling me
It ain't easy
To kill a g
A mutha fuckin' playa
From tha f - a - to tha c
Back stabbers in tha mutha fuckin' place
Smilin' in my face
I got my hand on my gun
Cuz they got me on tha run
Spice mutha fucin' one
I'm for leavin' bodies numb
I'm a g mutha fucker
Can't you see
I'm a g
Rollin' deep
With my phat fo-fo uzi
I comes with a big phat gat
And hollow point clip
And quick
To be a soldier
By my shit
So nigga
Don't try no mo' shit
No ho shit
Cuz when i was broke
Nigga didn't give a fuck
About my statis
Now that i'm at this
I'm loced out
And livin' lavish
So fuck tha gun control
About ta bust a cap nigga
Cuz tha jealous got me strapped

Spice 1: i keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run
Tupac: jealous got me strapped
Spice 1: i keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run
Tupac: jealous got me strapped
Spice 1: i keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run
Tupac: jealous got me strapped
Spice 1: i keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run

Tupac:
Now niggaz know that tha jealous got me strapped
Stepping close to the edge
I got tha cops and tha feds on my back
And there's no way that i'm giving up
I rather bury you bitches
Cuz ain't no to marks gonna worry my riches
If i catch yo ass in traffic (humm)
You betta pull for ya pistol an open fire
Or get blasted (booo yahh!!)
I'll be damned if i drop
It don't stop
I'm boxin' mutha fuckaz with my glock
A skinny ass neva had a penny ass nigga
I figure my mashfurd pump will show them punks who's bigger (blah)
And even if i did fall -- i'll still ball
I'm bustin' mutha fuckers with my back against the wall
Till these jealous ass bitches kill me
I'll be thugin' like a mutha fucker
Nigga feel me
And ain't no time for mistakes
So homies watch ya back
Cuz these jealous ass tricks got me strapped

Jealous got me strapped...

Spice 1: i keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run
Tupac: jealous got me strapped
Spice 1: i keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run
Tupac: jealous got me strapped
Spice 1: i keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run
Tupac: jealous got me strapped
Spice 1: i keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run...

Spice 1:
Homie ya know if i don't be runnin' with my strap
Then i might get blasted
Get blasted or blast
That's how i'm livin'
So i blast and blast the bastard
I can't be worried about no jail time
Cuz niggaz they tryin' ta take my head
I can't have shit if a nigga dead
So i bust back
And break the bitch niggaz off propa
With a four-four take nine a chopper
And try and decapatate a niggaz arms from with his shoulders
These jealous niggaz don't know they fuckin' around with a soldier
I don't be slippin'
So nigga don't wait for me ta fall
And if i got enough
A hallow tip will smoke �em all, y'all
Envious niggaz prepare to fly off ya feet
Cuz i'm commin' with some mutha fuckin' heat
Playa, so keep ya aim straight
And hit a nigga on tha first shot
Cuz i'm a be tryin' ta make your mutha fuckin' heart stop
And don't be screamin' out for your family bitch
Cuz it was your choice
That we jump into this gangsta shit

Tupac: jealous got me strapped
Spice 1: i keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run
Tupac: jealous got me strapped
Spice 1: i keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run
Tupac: jealous got me strapped
Spice 1: i keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run
Tupac: jealous got me strapped
Spice 1: i keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run


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