The Unknown DJ - N 2 Deep lyrics

Geah...wuttup n***as The Compton psycho is back In your sh** for the nine-deuce And check this out My n***a Scarface is in the motherf**in house And we bout to drop some gangsta sh** [Verse 1: 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 that's a f**in' fact Livin' in the city where b**hes won't Give up the p**y for free so a n***a don't So here's my story. Another story about a n***a Who lives his life by the f**in' trigga Gotta get my serve on, n***a 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 a** in the chest with the Glock And that's how the sh**s get done I guess I'm a motherf**in' n***a 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 2: Scarface] In too deep, ain't no turnin back co*k up your mutherf**in' gauge... Mista-Mista Scarface for the nine-deuce n***as pack a nine, f** you b**h, I pack a nine too Millimeter Ruger for you hoes who try to flex nuts You point your sh**, I pull my sh**, come n***a now lets check nuts Born a hustler, raised a hustler, never gonna stop, trick Buck a hustler, mutherf**er boy, you better die, b**h Found myself a buster, had the boy front me an O.Z f**ed him out his money, worked my way up to a whole key Now he's got some n***as trying to ball 'Face Time to go to work, need some back, better call Eiht Call my n***a up, kicked the fundamentals 2 way ticket 3 o'clock, continental Eiht rolled in with the motherf**in' task force Bucked them hoes off, dropped him off at the airport n***as don't ever f** with me Cause I'm a n***a who plays the game for keeps Drop you on your a** with the quickness, cause I'm in too deep [Verse 3: MC Eiht] Geeah, the criminals is in the motherf**in' house.. Now they got us on the run, but we tired of runnin' Got the Glocks all co*ked, let the fools keep coming Scarface got the motherf**in' pump under the seat So n***as better duck or your a** is f**ed, geah The mad man with nuttin' to lose So you better bring your strap or catch the blues And um, or get served like a damn clucker s**er, or in the end be a short motherf**er Now them one-times is all on my back and Heard that Eiht and Scarface 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 n***as step Cuz the scene that is left is your whole families d**h And fool don't sleep Cuz sorry motherf**er, we in too deep Geah. In your sh** for the nine-deuce MC Eiht in the motherf**in' house, and my n***a Scarface and sh** DJ Slip in mutherf**in house. And we k**in' the sh** off. Geah