Lyrics:
yo fuckin lip up
'cause money and murder is the code that I live by
Come to ya set and do a muthafuckin walk by
Deep in the game preparing for
I'm rippin' up somethin' lovely
What is it in ya? deep in the dead when we get fried
POD when I comes to ride
Creep but you sleep and then fall in
don't stop rappin
TSI got too much money bitch I can't stop rappin
8BWe some presidential players, with money by the layers
8BAin't nuthin you broke
Yeah
This is going out to all you sidewinders
Ayo red light, green light, one, two, three
Girl can you tell me, 'cause I'm not the one to be
your hands to it
Go ahead call the cops, come on
Girl what's it gonna take to have you close to me
Right by my side where you supposed to be
They start
[Puff Daddy]
I want you to ask yourself one question
If you had twenty four hours to live, what would you do?
That's some deep shit right there,
Chillin at the hideout, smokin out not worried bout a thang
Ballin through Black Haven, deep as hell in that suburban, man
Always watchin my back
Cause
Chorus:
Here we go
Here we go yo, time to get dumped
Yeah that's how it is yo and that's how it go
*repeat x3*
Well guess who's next up to flex, no need
on me
He said, "The puss deeper than the deep blue sea"
Indeed, the puss deeper than the three fugees
Loopy!, the Lucy, said she loses no winks!
Stay up
got no bullets
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Top two for five, three for five, we rollin!
[Fat Joe]
Now I'm in too deep
Only sixteen already hold a name
together
Niggas by Lexus
Straight out the ghetto niggas is pussy
To even fuck with us that'll be the
Day a white nigga mush me
Straight up, two-thousand is
here calling Wi-fi
"Wee fee"
But her mama got an ass, she a peach tree
Only know how to move fast, she '3G'
And you never get it fast when I'm too deep
[Intro]
Yeah!
Hypnotize Minds!
Three 6 Mafia!
Yuh! You niggas wanna motherfuckin' play nigga
Don't go by the Terrance playin' no motherfuckin'
One thing I know
I’ve seen you before and I
Think that you should
Stay right here by my side
Bang, bang my head up against the wall
Had the dial tone
there when a young’n had a hoop dream
I turnt my dreams to my reality
We was only down by 3, 4th quarter a second before my dream
Who would ever thought
You know she left five new notebooks
Only three pages used in each
New starts, divisions proper
Like knots in a rope, thrown into time
To mark
things
8 things
8 things
8 things
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7
A different bitch for every day of the schedule
My team deep like its 3 seeds
Soda pop her pussy
me it's free free
Got ur bitch up in da studio
She a neat freak
By the way I don't trust you hoes
Got her going down bottom Knees deep
These niggaz
I'm surrounded by all this gas
5, People got blinded by my ice
6, Ice cubes in my chain frostbite
7, Deep dare a nigga try to fight
8, Bad bitches in my
Swerve
Swerve
I just had to swerve round the van
Had to make it to the stu by 3
Push start brand new whip
Driving while I’m looking for the keys
Baby
busting these thots)
Hit her up from deep, three game, I'm Steph with the shot
Hit her this week in two days I'm gold on the rock
Only pussy when I'm fuckin
yo feins
No lebron yo bitch call me the king
I'm the young nigga gone let shit Ring
G3c and this bitch came wit a Beam
Wu tang gotta live by that cream
by my stripes your are healed too
Three days I spent down in the deep
Now the keys to death and hell I keep
Now I Am here in your trials hour
IN your
ball, you cant drip, aye, ima get this money, make a double trip, aye
Hook: ima get this money, yea by any means, tired of working 3 jobs, need
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