I Know U Strapped

I know ya strapped

But you cowards like to play hard

But knowing that you don't wanna catch a murder charge

See *******z like to get full of dat ****** and liquor

Snort a line in you mind now you'se a killa

Sweet Jones Story

Know what I'm talking bout?

P-I-M-P

I know you strapped, but you still a ******g ************ *******

Ya talkin' bumpkin cause I know you ain't ************t *******

And if you don't shut the ******* up, you'll get hit *******

And we'll put seven in your stomach through yo Hilfiger

I went to Dallas and some ******* tried to test me

But my nuts too big to let a ************ niggga check me

And I ain't laugh, ************ *******z don't disrespect me

You shoulda killed me, ************ the first day that you met me

I know ya strapped

But you cowards like to play hard

But knowing that you don't wanna catch a murder charge

See *******z like to get full of dat ****** and liquor

Snort a line in you mind now you a killa

I told you ******* I don't ******* wit no paid route

When I was young that ******* ****** me out some paper dude

But to call him to the studio that wasn't cross

But ************ you almost got your homeboy broke off

Cause Uncle Paul was gonna hit it from the front door

The whole time I had my eyes on this yellow hoe

Tryin' to talk like an O.G., better shut up

Before you get you and your homeboys whipped up

I know ya strapped

But you cowards like to play hard

But knowing that you don't wanna catch a murder charge

See *******z like to get full of dat ****** and liquor

Snort a line in you mind now you a killa

The next night I'm at the kitchen makin' hits and ends

I see some *******z drivin' funny in a ************-like Benz

And showin' nothing but that ************ that put me in the cross

The first line in my mind was to pick him off

I said ******* him let's go do it, yeah let's let him talk

But if that ************ gon' pull his pistol we gon' kill him off

I told that girl what this mafia's like ************

And if you ever try it it's gon' be repercussions across this ************

I know ya strapped

But you cowards like to play hard

But knowing that you don't wanna catch a murder charge

See *******z like to get full of dat ****** and liquor

Snort a line in you mind now you a killa

You *******z week so you call Houston for the hit

But didn't know that we got gangsta *******z all over this ************

So now you ******* gotta deal with the King hoe

Cause you done call it three times, we just can't let that go

And to that forty-two pocket and my precious momma

??? its ******* for life you feel the drama

They gon' bring you to the center for that gun-shot drama

You could get hit in your Bentley or your Impala

I know ya strapped [screwed & chopped]

But you cowards like to play hard

But knowing that you don't wanna catch a murder charge

See *******z like to get full of dat ****** and liquor

Snort a line in you mind now you a killa

You ain't no gangsta *******

******* ass *******

You ain't slappin' nothing here junior

Better get your mind right ************

Dedicated to all you old stiff daddy ass *******z

When you… shoulda known not to ******* with me ************ [screwed & chopped]

I'm a put it dead on yo ass when it which

What happenin' my brother?

He was layin' there shaking and bleeding like a mother *******

All you Tupac-ass wanna-be *******z

Get your brains blew out on your dashboard ************

Goin' down

Sweet Jones

Platinum ************!