24 Deep — текст песни (Brotha Lynch Hung)

Strikin` through the deuce wit the 40 in ma mouth
The nigga wit the rep of athiest-a-mistik doubt
rippin` the label off the 4-0...based on the fact
I got respect fo ma dead folks...prop fo ma nigga loccs
187 in the hood I can`t say shit
one time thinking it was premeditate it
I can eat a view from the deuce 4 blocc
40 in ma mind thinkin I`m gonna get shot
In deuce 24 deep the nigga wit the siccness
A nigga wit a hella enimies always cool and they be siccs
Niggas from the hood ended up proven they was a snitch
Fucc it...created it x-rated now I`m tryin to get rich
Ain`t that a bitch, that snitch...none-a-nay
Motherfuckers mad cause they can`t make tapes
and I gotta get paid so I can buy ma 4-0
to live the athiest life I was brain-washed to know
Niggas run up everyday wantin to get sum
I told them who runs the motherfucker flow and then sum
win sum... lose sum like a nightmare
I got enough shit on ma mind I just can`t care
I`m on the run...runnin from whos ever gun is aimin
I`m all up in the middle of shit aint even claimin
Tryin to survive in the hood is tough enough cause them niggas already thinkin
I`m claimin crete-ma..trippin on gettin snuffed by the view