can get it too This GangStarr shit is too deep, to even get into So fuck you! [Chorus] [Verse Three: Guru] Fuck you wanna do, we way past 7:30 Be easy
ten and they know the game ain't dead it's too late I'm deep up in it, ain't nothin about me scary chiefin in the club, tryna find me somethin hairy
... [Verse 1: The Game] The duffle bags and Benjis spreaded through the city The Lambo's and Bentley's sittin on 20s Thinkin back, when I had the fall
Both loaded workin', we about to pitch a shut out I'm New York's king, I'm New York's hardest n*gga Anything in between's a motherf**kin' target n*gga
back Both loaded workin', we about to pitch a shut out I'm New York's king, I'm New York's hardest n*gga Anything in between's a motherf**kin' target
Yeah nigga! It's D12 up in this motherfucker! You know how we get nigga we wild in the club Motherfuckers, everybody get crunk in Detroit too nigga! So
in a sleeper ,drag your ass to the reaper's pad either _ or feel the wrath of my heater that lyric punches makin meters blast on your speaker rack crib, club
at me The movie I hardly think that they be singing singing I never gave up on my lady, but she still ain't listening to me Gotta let them 24's spin,
[intro] Yeah,Syndicate's in the house Yeah,Geto Boys in the house Yeah,Donald D's in the house Yeah,Body count's in the house Yeah,Zulu Nation's in the
at that Suburban like... Is it that black joint come to the black? That's Fif'; like their son! Niggas know that's bulletproof, bomb bulletproof, .8-proof! Shoot a big gun, that's
my side that you'll like And somethin on my wrist colder than a Coors Light It's SQ-7 CMB it's life It's Hot Boy forever Weezy Wee get right, uh-huh (
two deep Don't get your ass deep, don't get your ass deep. GROVE street, BLOOD we two deep Don't get your ass deep, don't get your ass deep. [Verse 1