chorus 2x) I keep my strap on me at all times(and I ain't lying)(I ain't lying) I keep my strap on me at all times(and I ain't dying)(I ain't dying)
Tradução: Demonio. At All Times.
! [Chorus x2] I keep my strap on me at all times(and I ain't lying)(I ain't lying) I keep my strap on me at all times(and I ain't dying)(I ain't dying
at all this money that I spend And look at all this jewlery that I'm in And look at all the places that I've been And look at all the women in those
sauce at your crib I make a mean spaghetti? Now I'm on the highway like Andre Within a couple minutes we was back at the rest I told her make herself at
snap at 'em Sometimes throw thick stacks of trap at 'em Strut through like a slick mack and rap at 'em When they act a fool I chick smack and jap at '
the homies And local drug dealers kicking back making money cause the crack fiend Was always there so I start selling that cane cause nobody never cared Mama at
bar, Louis bag and fuck em all Bitches money and fast car, nigga I want it all Yeah, word to my kids nigga, I want it all Nascar game, why the fuck
with the homies And local drug dealers kicking back making money cause the crack fiend Was always there so I start selling that cane cause nobody never cared Mama at
to be ho'ing I'm showing the real world some 16s Don't stop, get it girl, you a dick-fiend [Chorus] [Snoop Dogg] Pass the pill, and holler at Phil And
ain't mad at cha) at cha I ain't, mad at mha [2Pac:] (and I ain't mad at cha) I ain't, mad at cha [2Pac:] (I ain't mad at cha) I ain't, mad at cha, noooo
Yeah (Hehehehe) Why niggaz look mad? (Is that right?) Y'all supposed to be happy I'm free! Y'all niggaz look like y'all wanted me to stay in jail, hahah
: [Verse One:] When I was young me and my mama had beef Seventeen years old kicked out on the streets Though back at the time, I never thought I'd see
hoo Ride or die, get money all at the same time Split the pie with the homie, ball at the same time Any nigga splippin', fall at the same time We all
the Prince I stack dough like I clocked all the bricks With a watch on my wrist dawg, I know the time these days We Outlawz, we gon' die this way (
bad cards Living as a thug Count my blessings Don't stress in this land with no love Maybe if they see me rolling Look at all this green I'm holding