Isaac Hayes


[DJ Quik]
Now in my lyrics I kick this sh*t that the critics debate to
But I still create the sh*t that the brothers relate to
Cause it's simple, but I'm no simp, I'm lettin you have it
To the temple leavin a scar MUCH bigger than a, pimple
You want the rubber from a gangsta boot to your grill?
Come take a ride with me and witness the thrill
Of an ass-whuppin, issued by the brothers in the khaki pants
Some think I'm too light to fight, so then they'll win but I grin
When I sail to your motherf*ckin chin (MMM)
So suckers keep walkin until the po-po is talkin
In plain simple english; no wait in plain simple slang, no jivin
f*ckin with me is more lethal than drinkin and drivin
Or try to figure the flow I deliver
Punk it makes you shiver when you think I'm takin two to your liver
The D-to-the-E-to-the-motherf*ckin-A with a vengeance
A side of Quik that you ain't never experiencin
I'm stutter steppin with crap on the low and I flow well
Intensifyin with every line, cause I show and tell
My backup is backin, never leavin me lackin
With Double or Nothin, KK, D, and AMG and we're stackin
Up shells - for motherf*ckers just like you
(For a punk motherf*cker with a punk motherf*ckin crew!)
Yo I know you peeped that you just can't creep
It's too steep so take a leap because we roll too motherf*ckin deep

Chorus: {samples}

"(How deep?) Deeper than Atlantis" -] Brother J (X-Clan)
"n*ggas can deal with that sh*t" -] Richard Pryor
So I'm rollin.. DEEP.. deep
"Deeper than Atlantis" -] Brother J (X-Clan)
"Man that's bad.." ".. naw that's good!"

[Tha D]
You see we rollin deep, cause a n*gga playin the backseat
We won't get beat, so run up and get sweeped
By a young motherf*ckin ass nut
We whup your ass and make your momma feel it
And watch you just fold up
It's Tha D in the back with the strap
Down for some sh*t with a b*tch in my lap
Punk motherf*ckers like to play the brave role
But I don't give a f*ck, you can still get T-rolled
It ain't like you never been checked befo'
You stupid n*gga, your b*tch, your ho
The motherf*ckers rollin the backstreets
Not givin a f*ck, because we roll too motherf*ckin deep

"(How deep?)"

Deeper than the crack in your momma's c*ck
Too deep for a n*gga, now I can't stop
Cause n*ggas'll roll deep, deep in the middle of the street
So deep we roll onto next week
Two's and fo's, that n*gga K throws heavy blows
Heavy enough to knock the snot out of n*ggas nose
Cause n*ggas ain't nothin but head and shoulders
f*ck pellets n*gga, we shootin' boulders
And I'mma roll, cause I'm doin my own thing
(Yeah, motherf*ck a posse, we roll with a gang, n*ggas)
For those who wanna sleep, time to creep
Straight up fools, cause n*ggas is rollin deep


f*ck a one-time jack, I eenie meenie miney wet the hoes
Back in the alley I be rollin on the pimpin mode
Unfadeable, cause I'm D-double-E-P
AMG be catchin n*ggas slippin constantly
And hoes wanna ho, with a n*ggerole like so
And after I trick, yo see you later b*tch!
And n*ggas think they know what they talkin bout, whatchu sayin?
It was your b*tch, that I was f*ckin layin and playin
So, if she was fine don't be denyin that I did her
Trust your data n*gga, and let my di*k get with her
Because another motherf*ckin gangster's strollin yo
In the 9-0, n*ggerole, this is how I'm rollin


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