Spice 1 & TuPac - Jealous Got Me Strapped lyrics

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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

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 'cause 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

'Cause 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

'Cause 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

'Cause tha jealous got me strapped

Spice 1 I keep my hand on my gun 'cause they got me on the run

Tupac Jealous got me strapped

Spice 1 I keep my hand on my gun 'cause they got me on the run

Tupac Jealous got me strapped

Spice 1 I keep my hand on my gun 'cause they got me on the run

Tupac Jealous got me strapped

Spice 1 I keep my hand on my gun 'cause they got me on

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

'Cause 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

'Cause these jealous ass tricks got me strapped

Jealous got me strapped

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

'Cause 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

'Cause I'm commin' with some mutha fuckin' heat

Playa, so keep ya aim straight

And hit a nigga on tha first shot

'Cause I'm a be tryin' ta make your mutha fuckin' heart stop

And don't be screamin' out for your family bitch

'Cause it was your choice

That we jump into this gangsta shit

Tupac Jealous got me strapped