N 2 Deep

I guess it's true what they say

When you're too far gone, ain't no turnin' back

And comin' from the Compton mack, that's a fucking fact

Livin' in the city where bitches won't give up the pussy for free

So a **** don't

So here's my story, another story about a ****

Who lives his life by the fucking trigger

Gotta get my serve on, ****, you don't hear me though

Throw up the hood, might blast on 5-0

First I hit the oddest 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 that shits get done

I guess I'm a motherfucking **** on the run

But I won't let them take me alive, so I don't sleep

'Cause yeah, I'm N 2 deep

N 2 deep

Ain't no turnin' back

Cock up your motherfucking gauge

Mister, mister Scarface for the nine deuce

**** 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 ****, now let's check nuts

Born a hustler, raised a hustler, never gonna stop, trick

Buck a hustler, motherfucker, boy, you better die, bitch

Found myself a buster, had the boy front me an OZ

Fucked him out his money, worked my way up to a whole key

Now he's got some **** tryna bald face

Time to go to work, need some back, better call, ay

Call my **** up, kick the fundamentals

Two-way ticket, three o'clock, Continental

Eight rolled in with the motherfucking task force

Bucked them hoes off, dropped him off at the airport

**** don't ever fuck with me

'Cause I'm a **** who plays the game for keeps

Drop you on your ass with a quickness 'cause I'm N 2 deep

The criminals is in the motherfucking house

Now they got us on the run but we tired of runnin'

Got the Glocks all cocked, let the fools keep comin'

Scarface got the motherfucking pump under the seat

So **** better duck or your ass is fucked, yeah

The mad man with nothing 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 so motherfucker

Now them one times is all on my back and

Heard that Eight and Scarface peeled the cap and

They wanna gaffle us up, but it's a shame

Can't fake the best from Compton and the Midwest

So watch your back when the **** step

'Cause the scene is what's left is your whole family's death

And fool, don't sleep

'Cause sorry, motherfucker, we N 2 deep

Yeah, in your shit for the nine deuce

MC Eight in the motherfucking house

And my **** Scarface and shit

DJ Slip in the motherfucking house

And we killin' the shit off, yeah