Paris (Rapper) - We Roll Deep lyrics

[Verse 1: CMG] 10:35 on a Saturday night The mob is rollin' deep, hittin' switches and sh** is alright Me and my homies Jess, Tee, Cat, and Special One We do it in the summer in Oaktown, it's strictly fun Check the episode and the flow as I run it down to ya Ask you how it sound to ya See I grew a little in '92 And now it's '93 and see it's doper than most Getting paid while them other hoes fade 'Cause they can't come close I'm on some new, improved, gotta-get-mine-type sh** When the rhyme hit, you nots to f** with The C-before-the-M-G, never friendly 'Cause I never see the value in you getting close to me And that's real G So check out the realism in words written The kitten you're never hittin', still shockin' sh** And giving y'all a little more of that funky good ghetto sound So don't sleep when I creep sh**, I'm rollin' deep [Chorus] We rollin deeper Yeah, we rollin deeper You know we rollin deeper than most (n***a) We rollin deeper So bump it in your speakers And let the Daughters freak you the most (Yeah) We rollin deeper The 40's in the freezer We f**in with the reefer the most (Hit that) We rollin deeper so bump it in your Jeep'a Because we rollin deeper than most [Verse 2: Special One] Now it's time for the Special One to do work 'Cause n***as say I'm doin work Or better yet they say that I'm doin dirt With federal sh**, I'm a factor from Oaktown So check the episode 'cause I be raw when I throw down Oh now, I see so many rappers is runnin up So many devils wanna get a taste of that Scarface cut But they ain't f**in with the women on the roster 'Cause we gotcha, now who's hot and who's not We getting straight props Back it up, I'm comin' through The knuckle dirty slap happy b**h k**a playa from the O Is letting n***as know TCD in full effect is nots to be f** with Never, no, not even a little 'cause the style is dope So next time you see coming into your town A simple "What up, K? Peace out" and a shake or a pound And then raise up, 'cause groupies they irritate Here today, but what can I say, I'm on the creep We rollin' deep [Chorus] [Verse 3: CMG] Don't you get too close ho But get a taste of the mack flow The sh** kickin, pistol whippin, young a** mic pro CMG gets funky when she grip on the mic, see k**in off them hookers and heffers and hoes softly Funky little child reign born supreme like a queen Cold, boldest backhanded b**h to hit the rap scene Checkin' n***as like that 'cause I do work too And I'm doing dirt so be alert when I coming through Still mackin and pimpin and f**in around Servin up sh** when we hit with the conscious sound So know you what's the time when we hit the set Servin all you s**ers so you never forget We roll deep [Chorus]