Niggaz, niggaz, niggaz, niggaz, niggaz, (Yeah) y'all invited, (welcome) That's I'm talkin 'bout Deep up in this motherfucker, bring yo' ass in here Hey yo check it out son, check it out this
I keep a hammer on my waist 'cause ain't no to this Hey yo don't let you be a problem that I'm to fix You peep the grin on my face that mean I'm creepin' on a bad bitch, or a nigga that stole somethin' Call me a old school cat wit mentality I live by the day and I go out for I don't understand language if it ain't talkin' the era walkin' 'round with knots lookin' bummy Certain knew the code so they went with the flow And let you know they fifty-four elevens from the door We cut school, cooked caine, took traum' to the And though a had it, still hopped the fuckin' train Look back and laugh but ain't funny still My little brother his life, forever I'm stuck with a ice grill Got friends chemical imbalances And when the love get tough, believe me challengin'
You go out for me, I'm out for you love (tough love) It's the crew for one, and one for the (yeah) It's love (tough love) No the bullshit the world put us through (*gunshot*) love (tough love) Y'all my motherfuckin' and you know what I'd do (hey yo it out) Bust (bust slugs)
It was one of those days you smell it was 'bout to rain Parked in the car sittin' in the back Just me and my dun, smokin' the when the floor phone rung, "who could this be?" (get back) "What's good?" "Yo dun, I got very bad news" "Yo who this?" "Lil' BG Springfield, and Franny Lou" "Okay, to me" "Now to make a long story short, Yvesh got at party" "You lyin'" "That's word to our dead, hear I said Now meet me at the it's time for get back" "I'm there" Dropped off my dun at the Vann's, at College Can't believe they my man 'Vesh Why not somebody gotta pay for this And we know who did it man it's time for shit Go around way and spray them clips And watch lay down like naked chicks
You go out for me, I'm out for you Tough (tough love) It's the crew for one, and one for the (yeah) It's love (tough love) No matter the bullshit the put us through (*gunshot*) love (tough love) Y'all my niggaz and you know what I'd do (HEY YO IT OUT) Bust (bust slugs)
That's right my and niggettes that certified Mobb shit (God DAMN!) Stay tuned, know I'm sayin' And get that album and stay, in-tune Ya' (yeah)
[DJ Kid] Deep Free (HA-HA, HA-HA) (*gunshots*)