Tweedy Bird Loc & Fo’ Clips
Tweedy Bird Loc & Young Soldierz
Tweedy Bird Loc & Fo’ Clips
Tweedy Bird Loc & Fo’ Clips & Lil’ Leak & Young Keystone & Young Soldierz
Tweedy Bird Loc & Red Rum 781 & Silkski & Lil’ Leak
Tweedy Bird Loc & Big Bun (Crips) & Fo’ Clips & DOC & Lil’ Leak
Tweedy Bird Loc & Big Wy & Fo’ Clips
Tweedy Bird Loc & Fo’ Clips & Lil’ Stretch & Duké-E-Fingaz & Leroy Dukes
Tweedy Bird Loc
Tweedy Bird Loc & Fo’ Clips
Tweedy Bird Loc & Keystone & Fo’ Clips & Lil’ Leak
Tweedy Bird Loc & NiNi X
Tweedy Bird Loc & Fo’ Clips & Big Bun (Crips)
Tweedy Bird Loc & Fo’ Clips & Red Rum 781 & Big bun
Tweedy Bird Loc & Lil’ Stretch & Troll Loc (Crips) & Fo’ Clips & Big Bun (Crips) & Burnout & Marvin (IT)
Tweedy Bird Loc & Lil’ Leak & Fo’ Clips & Big Wy & Lil’ Stretch & G Popz & Young Keystone & O.Y.G Redrum 781 & Young Soldierz
Tweedy Bird Loc & Big Bun (Crips) & Duké-E-Fingaz & Fo’ Clips & KeyLow G
Tweedy Bird Loc & Big Wy & Keystone & Fo’ Clips & Lil’ Stretch
[Verse 1: Tweedy Bird Loc]
It's that type of night, so get this right, I got this fool on my shit list
So as I shines up my tool for a punk mothafucka been trippin'
Only if he know, that Tweed gon' be that mothafucka who caught him slippin'
Got it in my head that this bitch gots to die
If it's on me, it sure as hell ain't on my mind
So when the killin's done, I know bitches be dreamin'
To put the Tweed under but I have that bitch bleedin'
From the gut, with the first shot, and kneecap's the next one
Rollin' fools up, puttin' slugs in the chests of
Punk bitches, all of y'all gon' see these nuts
To yo' mothafuccin' grave, with that mothafuccin' dick you tramp-ass slut
Whatchu want, ain't got shit to do wit' me
Tell some dumb mothafucca what the fuck you wanna be
The Tweed, hoe, and can't, even if I play like I do
That means, bitch, I just played you likе a mothafuckin' fool
[Chorus: Fo' Clips, Tweedy Bird Loc]
I got my strap and it's on, mothafucka
Murder one on a punk mothafucka!
I got my strap and it's on, mothafucka
Murder onе on a punk-ass sucka, that's right
[Verse 2: Tweedy Bird Loc]
Fuck yo' baby's mama, too bad that bitch ain't livin'
Every mothafuckin' day, a fool finishes his diggin'
'Til I die, the Tweed will live to break a bitch down
Punk-ass mothafuckas get they ass straight clowned
When they not knowin' about them Eastside streets
They get they ass caught up, I knock off they mothafuckin' teeth
Bail to the pad, another bitch lyin' there naked
Only her mothafuckin' ass was laid out on the pavement
Probably Eazy, or one of his bitches
You ain't gon' find too many of them hoes mindin' they business
Ridin', .4 fuckin' 5 in my lap
Just 'cause a nigga got a strap don't mean that I won't peel his cap
**** mothafuckin' X with the TEC finna serve you
You might slide a bit, but nigga you don't deserve to
Fuck with me, bitch, you and yo' nigga will die
Compton, the mothafuckin' streets, well I ride
[Chorus: Fo' Clips, Tweedy Bird Loc]
I got my strap and it's on, mothafucka
Murder one on a punk-ass sucka!
I got my strap and it's on, mothafucka
Murder one on a punk mothafucka!!
I got my strap and it's on, mothafucka
Murder one on a punk-ass sucka!!
I got my strap and it's on, mothafucka
Murder one on a bitch mothafucka!
[Outro: Fo' Clips]
I got my strap and it's on, mothafucca
I got my strap and it's on, mothafucca
I got my strap and it's on, mothafucca
I got my strap and it's on, mothafucca
Got My Strap was written by Tweedy Bird Loc & Fo’ Clips.
Got My Strap was produced by Ronnie Ron.
Tweedy Bird Loc released Got My Strap on Tue Aug 23 1994.