We use cookies to customize content and advertising, to provide social media features, and to analyze traffic to our site. We also share information about your use of our site with our trusted social media, advertising and analytics partners. Read more.
  •    
  •    
  •    

    Compton's Most Wanted / Lyrics

    Playlist 0 Rate 0 Like & Share Print Email Play

    "N 2 Deep" Lyrics

    Compton's Most Wanted feat. Scarface

    Album:
    Genre:
    Duration:00:04:03
    Rank: (−) history »
    Rate:
    −/5 from 0 users
    Charts: view all »
    Referring urls:view all »

    Video

    Lyrics

    Geah, wutup niggas
    The Compton cyco is back
    In your shit for the nine deuce and check this out
    My nigga Scarface is in the motherfuckin' house
    I am walking down the blocks wit pocketful of rocks
    And we 'bout to drop some gangsta shit

    I guess it's true what they say
    When your too far gone ain't no turning back
    And coming from the Compton mack thats a fuckin' fact
    Livin' in the city where bitches won't
    Give up the pussy for free so a nigga don't

    So heres my story, another story about a nigga
    Who lives his life by the fuckin' trigga
    Gotta get my serve on, nigga 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 ass in the chest with the glock

    And that's how the shits get done
    I guess I'm a mutherfuckin' nigga on the run
    But I won't let them take me alive, so I don't sleep
    'Cuz, geah, I'm in too deep

    In too deep, ain't no turnin' back
    Cock up your mutherfuckin gauge

    Mista-Mista Scarface for the nine-deuce
    Niggas pack a nine, fuck you bitch I pack a nine too
    Millimeter Ruger for you hoes who try to flex nuts
    You point your shit, I pull my shit, come nigga now let's check nuts

    Born a hustla, raised a hustla, never gonna stop trick
    Buck a hustla, mutherfucker boy, you better die bitch
    Found myself a busta, had the boy front me an Oz
    Fucked him out his money, worked my way up to a whole key

    Now he's got some niggas trying to ball 'Face
    Time to go to work, need some back' better call Eiht
    Call my nigga up, Kicked the fundamentals
    2 way ticket 3 o'clock, continental

    Eiht rolled in with the mutherfuckin' task force
    Bucked them hoes off, dropped him off at the airport
    Niggas don't ever fuck with me
    'Cuz I'm a nigga who plays the game for keeps
    Drop you on your ass with the quickness, 'cuz I'm in too deep

    Geah
    The criminals is in the mutherfuckin' house

    Now they got us on the run, but we tired of runnin'
    Got the glocks all cocked, let the fools keep coming
    Scarface got the mutherfuckin' pump under the seat
    So niggas better duck or your ass is fucked, geah

    The mad man with nuthin' to lose
    So you better bring your strap or catch the blues
    And um, or get served like a damn clucker
    sucker, or in the end be a short mutherfucker

    Now them one times is all on my back and
    Heard that Scarface and Eiht peeled the cap and
    They wanna gaffle us up, but it's a shame
    Can't fade the best from Compton and the mid-west

    So watch your back when the niggas step
    'Cuz the scene that is left is your whole families death
    And fool don't sleep
    'Cuz sorry mutherfucker, we in too deep

    Geah
    In your shit for the nine-deuce
    MC Eiht in the mutherfuckin' house, and my nigga Scarface and shit
    DJ Slip in mutherfuckin' house
    And we killin' the shit off
    Geah
    This song was submitted on June 3rd, 2010 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by I. HAYES, MC EIHT, T. ALLEN.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

    Songs you may also like

    Contributors

    leaderboard activity

    Comments

    Facebook (0) LetsSingIt (0)