stay strapped lyrics – young jeezy

[intro: jeezy talkin’]
[repeated in the background:] “stay strapped, stay strapped”
gyeah!… aye!
ya’ll already know what time it is, n*gg*… aye!
gyeah!… i’m in the streets err’night n*gg*, i’m in the club err’night n*gg*
i don’t see these f*ck n*gg*s mayn, these n*gg*s talkin’ on records mayne
i don’t argue with n*gg*s on records, i told you f*ckboi – you know what it
is with me n*gg*!
you n*gg*s “protein gangstas” mayne, know what i’m sayin’.
always said you gone sign yaself or kill yaself n*gg*
well you juss commited suicide b*tch, i’m a let you know that too!
aye, let’s get it!

snowman b*tch, 19.5 apeice (gyeah!)
so when you take ’em out the wrap, they as white as your teeth (daaamn)
keep choppas on deck, stay ready fa beef
lil’ n*gg* scared sh*tless, he can’t even sleep (hahaa…)
and you already know what them k’s will do
i’ll have them p*ssy n*gg* scared to stand next to you! (gyeah!)
n*gg*s talkin’ all tough, steady hidin’ and sh*t
even his own mama know, radric davis a b*tch! (yeeeeaah)
to be honest n*gg* – there’s nothin’ gucci about chu (whudd!)
you p*ssy, n*gg* everythin’s coochie about chu (that’s riiight!)
see straight thru you n*gg*, you’s a plastic rapper (aye!)
n*gg* all on my d*ck, where’s the magnum wrapper? (hahaa…)
murdered ’em on “black tee”, killed ’em on “icey” (yuh!)
n*gg* my biggest fan, don’t he sound juss like me?
g*ssed ya *ss up, yeah they played you n*gg*
so i’m a take ya back apart, ’cause i made you n*gg*
hb bought your car, hb bought your chain
left him and then that fat n*gg* did the same thang (yuh!)
no loyalty – jumped clique to clique
he’s a rappin’ prost*tue – he jumped d*ck to d*ck!
“i’m so iceeyyyy”, and you not icey at all (aye!)
ya jewelry look like it came outta middle of the mall
this is eskimo sh*t, lil’ n*gg* you’s a snowcone (daaamn)
you’re in over ya head, pocketbook boi go home
twelve carats two stones, a hundred thousand a set (aye!)
my motherf*ckin’ ears ain’t forgave me yet
that old-*ss rolex, you’re six years behind me (aye!)
i got the streets drunk and six beers behind me (wooo)
when you was dreamin’ bout bread n*gg*, i had the money (gyeah!)
signed your whole life away for dodge magnum money (aye!)
still got 92, 93, 94 money!
you rappin’ *ss n*gg*, you juss gettin’ show money (aye!)
king of decatur? i thought you was from birmingham
shouldnt’ve asked for it, if you know you ain’t have it man
i got a family in the ‘ville, and it’s crip in the mac-town (west ssside!)
n*gg* you ain’t heard? – i’m the man in the a-town
it’s some “boyz n ya hood” do anythin’ fa jeezy
so if i want ya lil’ *ss touched – you dumb, believe me

(i stay strapped, stay strapped)
p*ssy n*gg* try to play me, i’m a buss his m*th*f*ckin’ head on gp
(i stay strapped, stray strapped)
let a n*gg* run up on me – keep a carbon 1.5, and them choppas with me
(i stay strapped, stay strapped)
p*ssy n*gg* tryin’ to play, i’m a buss his m*th*f*ckin’ head on gp
(i stay strapped, stay strapped)
let a n*gg* run up on me – keep a carbon 1.5, and them choppas with me

[outro: jeezy talkin’]
1 thang about it, 2 thangs for sure, 3 thangs for certain mayn (for certain
we know you a b*tch *ss n*gg*, n*gg*… we know you’s a ho’ n*gg*
ya’ll take that n*gg* back to central stadium, n*gg* gone crazy.
b*tch *ss n*gg* talkin’ all tough, hidin’ and sh*t n*gg*.
we know you’s a f*ckboi, we know you gay n*gg*!
get on the ace and pills and jump in the shower with’cha homeboys
whatchu think, i ain’t know n*gg*? (d*mn!)
yeah, i know all about that n*gg* (d*mn…)
i know how hb had to buy ya b*tch *ss draws n*gg*
cause you couldn’t afford ’em n*gg*
went around talkin’ you icey and sh*t
now that you done got with some f*ck n*gg*s
and you tough now n*gg* – i know you a b*tch n*gg*!
juss like i’ll slap ya b*tch *ss like them n*gg*s did in jazzy t’s (hahaaa…)
you b*tch *ss n*gg*, f*ck n*gg*
wearin’ jheri curls in his soph*m*re year n*gg*
you’s a hoe n*gg*, we know about you n*gg*…
what, you mad ’cause i shine in your video f*ckboi?
you couldn’t take it no more n*gg*?
you can’t *ss*ssinate my character n*gg*, i ain’t actin’ (hahaa…)
n*gg* that ain’t any real jacob you wearin’ either, you f*ck *ss n*gg*
jacob said, he did not make that watch
and you needa get that off, real talk n*gg*
i’m a show you what my g like, what my crippin’ like n*gg*
any n*gg* claimin’ what i claim, that n*gg* come to my city or town n*gg*
handle that n*gg*, n*gg* hidin’ from me dogg
n*gg* talkin’ all tough, n*gg* runnin and hidin and sh*t n*gg*
real talk n*gg*, and i want that motherf*ckin’ bullsh*t-*ss icey chain
’cause you need to take that monkey sh*t off you, embaressin’ us n*gg*
matter of fact, real talk n*gg*, i got a bounty on that sh*t n*gg* – ten stacks
you know jeezy ain’t fake n*gg*
i know that sh*t ain’t worth that much n*gg*, but i’m a turn it back in n*gg*
’cause a n*gg* is embaressin us, cuhzz.
so if he come to ya town, you juss happen to sn*tch that m*th*f*cker off his
neck or knock that m*th*f*cker off his neck
when i come to your town – shoot it to me, i’m a shoot you the ten stack man
so i can cremate that m*th*f*cker (cremate that motherf*cker!)
know what i’m sayin’? that sh*t bullsh*t n*gg*, real talk n*gg*
all that rich sh*t n*gg*, you better stop that n*gg*
‘fore i take my tennis shoe money and buy out ya contract f*ckboi
know what i’m talkin’ bout
real talk n*gg* my tennis shoe like i said f*ck n*gg*
so anytime you wanna see me in the streets like a man
while you doin’ all this poppin’ on these records n*gg*
come see me n*gg*, ’cause you know what it is n*gg*
i’ll beat cha motherf*ckin’ *ss n*gg*, that’s on err’thang!
and if any one of you f*ck n*gg*s
even act like you wanna pull some steel n*gg* – let’s get to it!
c.t.e. n*gg*, f*ck ya record label, company and ya crew n*gg*
see me in the street n*gg*
i’m in the club err’night n*gg*
still poppin’ bottles doin’ my one-two thang n*gg*
huh, what’s crackin’ n*gg*! huh, get at me n*gg*!
ya’ll n*gg*s ain’t talkin’ bout sh*t
ya’ll keep cancelin’ all ya shows you makin’ it hard fa us to get at you man
we comin’ to extort you i mean, support you. my bad!
b*tch *ss n*gg*, f*ck i look like!
i’m grown n*gg*, and like i said before f*ck n*gg*…
it’s still 4th ward b*tch! free slick pulla n*gg*!

/ young jeezy lyrics