J-Diggs - Always Into Something lyrics

[VERSE 1: Mac Dre] Back in December, or was it November? It's kind of shady, I can vaguely remember I was at the Peppermill, popping at the bartender She made me a drink called uh, Bodybender That's when a smurf pulled on my shirt Said (Hey, get off my girl, dog, before you get hurt) I said, "Hold on, I don't know what you think You better back the f** up and let me order my drink" He backed the f** up and did more than you think He had a AP, not a nine, but it's sort of the same So now it's one lonely R-o-m-p I'm all by myself without nobody Slightly noided, since d**h, cannot not be voided? Somebody slammed the do' on the way comin from the toilet He looked back, then I pulled out my strap Slapped him it twice but uh, I should've blapped Cause this other goon n***a started wildin I pulled out my faulty phone and started dialin Told my n***as to come on the double They finna put a n***a on the goon show, bust his bubble They said yeah, you know we comin "But damn my n***a, you always into somethin" [VERSE 2: J. Diggs] Recently, June 4th, released from jail About to hit the streets like a beast from hell It's that n***a y'all done heard about, young J. Diggs Love to play the game and I play big I see s**ers havin money and I gots to have some You in the double R, I gots to have one I'm all up in his backdo' like knock-knock-knock The n***a moved too fast, so I pop-pop-popped Should've stood still, there would be no firing But it's a little late, all I'm hearin is sirens So now I'm in the wind like leaves on trees I'm in the crowd tryin to blend like d's on v's I'm sweatin bullets, I'm an ex-con out on parole What the f** was I thinkin, I'm out of control I'm at the Romp House and I'm huffin and puffin My n***as lookin at me crazy cause I'm always into somethin [VERSE 3: Sleep Dank] Yo, we f** with heavy guns, f** around and pump heavy slugs We drinkin Rémy doin heavy d** n***a, we stay explosive, it's about a quarter to six Step out the limousine, my wallet's 'bout a quarter inch thick n***a, we sh**tin on em, I pop the three-piece, savage So many carats up in my ice I could choke a rabbit b**hes screamin for me but all it took was one dirty look We hit that n***a with that murder book n***a tried to step fast, hit him in the face with a Moët gla** Spilled drink on his b**h, the whole club hit the do' fast Trunks is poppin, n***as wingin in the parking lot We keep it gangsta with them choppers out S-l double, I smell trouble, boy, it's nothin Keep your peace, muthaf**a, I'm always into somethin [VERSE 4: Da' Unda' Dogg] Let me tell you somethin 'bout a n***a like me Never should've been let out the penitentiary Cause n***as done switched up, I guess they got it mixed up Now I'm a dust the heater off my shelf and leave em b**hed up Like this one n***a actin like a dumb n***a S-in on his chest with no vest, yeah, he a dumb n***a Ain't no love in this thug sh** Now he at the club tryin to hug on my thug b**h Plus she done gave me the run-down on how this n***a run round Town speakin on my name, tonight he get gunned down His b**h about to set him out, open the door and let him out Caught his a** headed out, Bronc style, dead him out Never have beef with a n***a who b**h you wanna sleep with Cowards get devoured on that sweet sh** Hit him with the venom, then bounce with my adrenaline pumpin Yo n***a always up into somethin