2 Deep

GROVE street, BLOOD we two deep

Don't get your ass deep, don't get your ass deep.

GROVE street, BLOOD we two deep

Don't get your ass deep, don't get your ass deep.

Too my nigga in a... bitch nigga mad cause I'm fucking this woman

Get your ass beat put to sleep cause that's b game we too deep

I'm what's poppin on grove street I'm smokin kush it feel like byrum

Fuck out my way I stay poppin if he hatin ain't YG take my G so I...

Touch for... guns ring out like a harmony

One for two three for four... the best I think so, she think so, we so on

Beat your ass like I'm mike tyson that's my type can't lie that's my life.

Prime red flag I'm a figure role nigga, they don't know what it's...

Just like my croll nigga, fuck a job, did that shit over the stove nigga

Smell the blow on my mothafucking clothes nigga

Grind all day party all night, canary yellow diamonds, ferrari all white

They say that boy a killer to me he alright

That nigga ain't got it all Shit we just alike

I ain't no vegetarian, bitch I like the beef

Put your lips on the curve make you bite the street cut yo fuckin ankles off

If like to see, put your ass on the mug like some nike cleats

Quit actin 'fore I put you in the trunk dummy

Better break fast 'fore I take yo lunch money

You had a good show them goons had to clap ya

I ain't want yo bitch she got an attitude

See I came to the club on that bullshit

My partna outside with a full clip

... you don't wanna fight

'Cause after we beat yo azz yo gon lose yo life

So let that shit go pussy tuck that pride in

And when your niggas sleeping my nigga ridin

Grove st killers my nigga ridin

The choppa hangin on my shoulder like a violin

Brick squad so deep is a privilege to speak

All my fans say what's up and my local meet & greets

Living reppard fuck it rugged cold name mothafuck it two bloods and a blunket '78 cutless

Monster, monsters Gucci mane's a monstar

DTG is the title of my young star

The man of the south you can call em hellron

1017 brick boys made some lepchrons

F.R. are you... cussin out by you

Free niggas in the back of a G ride

That's how we ride I'm a a threat on the east side

Like panth up with no peace sign bitch I'm bustin at em look how fast I reach mine

The only thing hanging is the pants on you

Knock you out u swear I had ciara's feet dancing on you

All my niggas trained to go strapped from straight from head to toe

Play a stunt man and I put shawty lo

Blood tell you where you from west side inglewood

Don't tell em your name ice burgandy is tha name

I be in the hood, I've been hanging out my pocket like I'm hit squad

My flag dark red like a brick wall

Inglewood avenue my party is like grove street, I'm young and respected like an og

I ain't scared to shit look up in my eyes I push kaliana like in 1995

First rule never ride if that nigga snitching

Dey gon find him in a lake while dem boys fishin

You're just a pono wooh da king play yo position

Hole jus too big ain't no need for stitchin'

W O O H D A

K I N G he super straight

Taliban hit squad bustin on a grove

Come and holla at the king I've king of souls