N 2 Deep

Geah...wutup niggas The compton physcho is back In your shit for the nine-deuce And check this out My nigga Scarface is in the motherfuckin house And we bout to drop some gangsta shit [Verse One: MC Eiht] I guess its true what they say When your too far gone ain't no turning back And coming from the Compton mack thats a fuckin' fact Livin in the city where bitches won't Give up the pussy for free so a nigga don't So here's my story. Another story about a nigga Who lives his life by the fuckin trigga Gotta get my serve on, nigga you don't hear me though Throw up the hood, might blast on 5-0 First I hit the Ides and get pumped up Now I'm rollin' in the car kinda slumped up I pop the glove box, Then I reach the block Then I plug your ass in the chest with the Glock And that's how the shits get done I guess I'm a mutherfuckin' nigga on the run But I won't let them take me alive, so I don't sleep Cuz, geah, I'm in too deep [Verse Two: Scarface] In too deep, ain't no turnin back Cock up your mutherfuckin' gauge... Mista-Mista Scarface for the nine-deuce Niggas pack a nine, fuck you bitch, I pack a nine too Millimeter Ruger for you hoes who try to flex nuts You point your shit, I pull my shit, come nigga now lets check nuts Born a hustler, raised a hustler, never gonna stop, trick Buck a hustler, mutherfucker boy, you better die, bitch Found myself a buster, had the boy front me an O.Z Fucked him out his money, worked my way up to a whole key Now he's got some niggas trying to ball 'Face Time to go to work, need some back, better call Eiht Call my nigga up, kicked the fundementals 2 way ticket 3 o'clock, continental Eiht rolled in with the mutherfuckin' task force Bucked them hoes off, dropped him off at the airport Niggas don't ever fuck with me Cause I'm a nigga who plays the game for keeps Drop you on your ass with the quickness, cause I'm in too deep [Verse Three: MC Eiht] Geeah, the criminals is in the mutherfuckin house.. Now they got us on the run, but we tired of runnin' Got the Glocks all cocked, let the fools keep coming Scarface got the mutherfuckin' pump under the seat So niggas better duck or your ass is fucked, geah The mad man with nuthin to lose So you better bring your strap or catch the blues And um, or get served like a damn clucker Sucker, or in the end be a short mutherfucker Now them one-times is all on my back and Heard that Scarface and Eiht peeled the cap and They wanna gaffle us up, but its a shame Can't fade the best from Compton and the Midwest So watch your back when the niggas step Cuz the scene that is left is your whole families death And fool don't sleep Cuz sorry mutherfucker, we in too deep Geah. In your shit for the nine-deuce MC Eiht in the mutherfuckin house, and my nigga Scarface and shit DJ Slip in mutherfuckin house. And we killin the shit off. Geah