"20 Deep" lyrics
The Game & Mike & Keys Lyrics
Snoop, Eazy, shut the fuck up
First niggas gangbangin' on the moon
In forty Chuck Taylors, so we (Twenty deep)
And we askin' anybody (Where you from?)
'Cause everywhere we go, we rollin' (Twenty deep)
And I don't know how they do it (Where you from)
But in LA
You tuck everything, rags, Rollies, and the chains
This for my Crip niggas, Blood niggas, eses, Asians
My Native Americans who smokin' on reservations
Dominicans, Puerto Ricans, Haitians, Jamaicans
And white girls who fuck niggas on vacations
What's brackin', nigga? What's crackin'?
It's The Game, put this shit on, aw, man, let me catch you up
Nate Dogg died, then Nip died (It's one Blood)
But I still got my Crip ties
I been baptized, I been chastised
Kick the '64 door open, this the last ride, get in
Like you call shotgun, nigga, sit in
G-Unit, Aftermath, I ain't never fit in
I was too sharp with the pen, too smart for my own good
Two shots of the Henn', too short-tempered with long wind
Too misunderstood, two Glocks on him, knock on wood
'Cause he might just go 2Pacalypse on his own hood
Pattin' pockets like (Where you from?)
I'm by myself, but it seem like I'm (Twenty deep)
Nigga, Compton ain't nothin' like (Where you from)
Get down or lay down
Burnin' to the back of your taper, I said stay down
Nose on a trey-pound longer than a greyhound
You call it LA, I call this shit my playground
And you can take the boy out the hood
But you can't take the hood out the homeboy
I'm back for my throne, boy
The king of my city since niggas got the city confused
I drill shit 'cause I'm missin' some screws
I float like a butterfly, wave when I flutter by
Sing niggas lullabies, soprano 'til he unalive
All I see is homicide, only thing that come to mind
Is body parts and trash bags zipped up and double-tied
Single shot and double time
I stick and I move, keep the pole like I'm fishin' for food
Keep a red bandana on the mirror, hit a switch and I cruise
Switch on me, so crash out, I'm tryna get on the news
High-speed chase, on the freeway throwin' hundreds out
Cedar Block, leave the spot and do it while the sun is out
Whole hood jumpin' out, everybody thumpin' out
Take the dirty pistols to Catalina, then we dump 'em out
So, nigga, fuck (Where you from)
Me and my niggas on this yacht and we (Twenty deep)
Then it's back to the block like (Where you from?)
First niggas gangbangin' on the moon
In forty Chuck Taylors, so we (Twenty deep)
And we askin' anybody (Where you from?)
'Cause everywhere we go, we rollin' (Twenty deep)
And I don't know how they do it (Where you from)
But in LA
You tuck everything, rags, Rollies, and the chains
This for my Crip niggas, Blood niggas, eses, Asians
My Native Americans who smokin' on reservations
Dominicans, Puerto Ricans, Haitians, Jamaicans
And white girls who fuck niggas on vacations
What's brackin', nigga? What's crackin'?
It's The Game, put this shit on, aw, man, let me catch you up
Nate Dogg died, then Nip died (It's one Blood)
But I still got my Crip ties
I been baptized, I been chastised
Kick the '64 door open, this the last ride, get in
Like you call shotgun, nigga, sit in
G-Unit, Aftermath, I ain't never fit in
I was too sharp with the pen, too smart for my own good
Two shots of the Henn', too short-tempered with long wind
Too misunderstood, two Glocks on him, knock on wood
'Cause he might just go 2Pacalypse on his own hood
Pattin' pockets like (Where you from?)
I'm by myself, but it seem like I'm (Twenty deep)
Nigga, Compton ain't nothin' like (Where you from)
Get down or lay down
Burnin' to the back of your taper, I said stay down
Nose on a trey-pound longer than a greyhound
You call it LA, I call this shit my playground
And you can take the boy out the hood
But you can't take the hood out the homeboy
I'm back for my throne, boy
The king of my city since niggas got the city confused
I drill shit 'cause I'm missin' some screws
I float like a butterfly, wave when I flutter by
Sing niggas lullabies, soprano 'til he unalive
All I see is homicide, only thing that come to mind
Is body parts and trash bags zipped up and double-tied
Single shot and double time
I stick and I move, keep the pole like I'm fishin' for food
Keep a red bandana on the mirror, hit a switch and I cruise
Switch on me, so crash out, I'm tryna get on the news
High-speed chase, on the freeway throwin' hundreds out
Cedar Block, leave the spot and do it while the sun is out
Whole hood jumpin' out, everybody thumpin' out
Take the dirty pistols to Catalina, then we dump 'em out
So, nigga, fuck (Where you from)
Me and my niggas on this yacht and we (Twenty deep)
Then it's back to the block like (Where you from?)
