Brotha Lynch Hung - 24 Deep lyrics

Strikin' through the deuce wit the 40 in ma mouth The n***a 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 n***a loccs 187 in the hood I can't say sh** one time thinking it was premeditated I can eat a view from the deuce 4 blocc 40 in ma mind makin me think I'm gon get shot In deuce 4 deep the n***a wit the siccness A n***a wit a hella enimies always cool and they be sicx n***as from the hood ended up proven they was a snitch Fucc it...created a x-raided now I'm tryin to get rich Ain't that a b**h, that snitch...none-a-nay Motherf**ers 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 n***as run up everyday wantin to get sum I told them who runs the motherf**er flow and then sum win sum... lose sum like a nightmare I got enough sh** 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 sh** aint even claimin Tryin to survive in the hood is tough enough cause them n***as already thinkin I'm claimin creek mob..trippin on gettin snuffed by the view smoked in the gardens stayin out the creek cuz its hot and never hard to get a dump off without getting caught and them nigaz know it drinking that 4-0 ounce in case im shot iwant to be drunk and dont feel it that n**ga that n**ga that raised the sh*t raised with crips but really cant fade the sh*t no mo but out of respect i just cant gang bang om in it 24 deep u got punked so n**ga slang (backround) based on the fact i put it on the mothr f**kn floor they know im crazy but they jus get me confused. based on the facti put it on the mother f**kn floor just another day in the life of a sycho.based on the fact i put it on the mother f**kn floor just another day in the life of a sycho.based on the fact i put it on the mother f**kn floor just another day in the life of a sycho.. (brotha lynch) drinking while im sitting in the room with the lights off voices in my head tellin me n**ga thats f**ed up x's(x-raided) doin time so he cant get got so im livin up in the duece an i can still get shot so ima slang em slang em ,slang em like a mother f**in half bounce trippin off that 4 ounce on the motherfukn ounce to the bounce carried that but ima still put some work in wearin black in the duece n***a lurkin full of juice far from the retro of x raided setting in flex rated had him murderd before he made it now hes doing 30 to d**h row he told me he always wanted the devil to have his soul, young n***a i wish i could have told him what was up f**ing with the so called devil will get you f**ed i would have told him that n***a be k**in the b**hes all the time but never knew that n***a would muder and try to ditch a crime ii never knew a hood of n***a snitch without a sign is a foo that deal with the devil is thru see im a sycho see i might go k** when she find out her baby making criminals that n***a that nightmare critical that n***a that alleged the critical criminal inches on the loose so weather or not you think im down i got the juice now all i need is a mother f**in glock gee up in the block up in the creek livin 24 deep (backround) based on the fact i put it on the mothr f**kn floor they know im crazy but they jus get me confused. based on the facti put it on the mother f**kn floor just another day in the life of a sycho.based on the fact i put it on the mother f**kn floor just another day in the life of a sycho.based on the fact i put it on the mother f**kn floor just another day in the life of a sycho.. (brotha lynch) droppin it like this in the crib 12 oclock........