Casanova – Gripped Up lyrics

I'm riding through your block
(Through your block, through your block)
I got the call, I got the drop
(I got the drop, I got the drop)
I got the address to your spot
(To your spot, to your spot)
Swear to God you getting shot (Getting shot!)
Nigga I stay with this, nigga don't play with this
I'm gripped up!
Nigga I stay with this, nigga don't play with this
I'm gripped up!
Nigga I stay with this, nigga don't play with this
I'm gripped up!
Nigga I stay with this, nigga don't play with this
Boom, boom, boom!

Somebody pull the truck up
I swear to God I'ma kill a mothafucker
Bitch you a pussy, you a sucker
If you ain't about that life then shut the fuck up
Told my driver make a right
We gon' catch 'em at the light
Brace yourself, fool
Painted hammer at the light
Dub on me I'm Mike
Gun on him I'm hype
I'ma keep it real simple
Bullet went through his temple
I was hanging out the window
Yeah, I had an extendo
Still got a full clip, and I let about ten go
Drop the bricks, let his kids go, yeah
I'm really with the shits though, yeah
Your big bro call me big bro
Pussy nigga better get low, 'cause

I'm riding through your block
(Through your block, through your block)
I got the call, I got the drop
(I got the drop, I got the drop)
I got the address to your spot
(To your spot, to your spot)
Swear to God you getting shot (Getting shot!)
Nigga I stay with this, nigga don't play with this
I'm gripped up!
Nigga I stay with this, nigga don't play with this
I'm gripped up!
Nigga I stay with this, nigga don't play with this
I'm gripped up!
Nigga I stay with this, nigga don't play with this
Boom, boom, boom!

Where you from? Throw your city up
I'm a bad boy, call Diddy up
'Cause we about to fuck the city up
Couple bands on me and a semi tucked
Like Pac, I'ma hit 'em up
It's a robbery nigga, give it up
Niggas know how I give it up
Wanna find him, better dig him up
Niggas know where they endin' up
If you play with my gang
We don't play we gon' bang
The AK's go bang!
Talking shit 'til we find out
Y'all niggas wanna hide out
Know a nigga gon' ride out
First stop is your mom house
It's your fault, don't cry now
Prayin' shit gon' die down
But niggas know where you live
If we don't we gon' find out

I'm riding through your block
(Through your block, through your block)
I got the call, I got the drop
(I got the drop, I got the drop)
I got the address to your spot
(To your spot, to your spot)
Swear to God you getting shot (Getting shot!)
Nigga I stay with this, nigga don't play with this
I'm gripped up!
Nigga I stay with this, nigga don't play with this
I'm gripped up!
Nigga I stay with this, nigga don't play with this
I'm gripped up!
Nigga I stay with this, nigga don't play with this
Boom, boom, boom!