Artist: Freddie Gibbs & Madlib Album: Thuggin' EP Song: Deep Typed by: kirenamloh@msn.com [Intro: Freddie Gibbs] Yeah.. Uh Fa sho.. [Freddie Gibbs] Alright now Baby, times is hard so I'ma change my hustle to hard white now And a couple of my customers show with they nose But I suppose they wanna light up the pipe now (yeah) Sellin straight dope out the ride Speedin past the police wouldn't advised Got a hard pack of that Star Trek to make a bitch beam up to the +Enterprise+ and you and Captian Kirk tradin ass for worth Let a bitch sniff ya pack, you got burned (Bitch!) Still owe me twenty-three hundred for that twerk (Bitch~!) Finna post up in ya place, so don't perk (Bitch!) Nigga don't snitch, don't tell Rap niggaz they recite that so well (Uh-huh, yeah right) Be the same motherfucker that done ratted out his homie He ain't even got no money for his own bail Let's go deep... ("Deep inside the ghettoooooo!") Where I be Fuck witta nigga yellin, I be fuckin with the felons If you buyin or sellin then you can find me In the hood with hot goods, we got those Nigga, I just stole this rim, watch the potholes All laws are street codes, y'all forgot those Homie, I done been in the block since a snot-nose Deep... ("Deep inside the ghettoooooo!") Yeah, where I go Eastside, 17th Ave. Better keep a G-pass on you, G-I to Chicago Where the real niggaz dead or locked up Teenage pretty friends, they knocked up The young niggaz here tryna get guaped up They don't have no other choice, they washed up Uh, livin on the edge of addiction, STDs', and enslavement Black blood tend to flood the street pavement White man set the price and we pay it, yeah All a nigga want is whips and chains Probably cause a nigga wasn't whipped and chained to a bottom of the boat to the middle of the ocean Stripped of my own motherfuckin name Stripped of my whole motherfuckin culture Sold by my own to the snakes and vultures Reality is sad but it's true, so what can a nigga do when ya own people don't suppo't ya Fuck-ass cop tryna pull me over (what?!) Trunk full of dope, but I rather get smoke than Live, sheeeit... ("Live in misery...") (Look at how brave of this pig-ass nigga, man) Fuck-ass nigga man I'ma take ya, to a place where a muh'fucker gotta be a thug by nature Where it's really all about that paper Nigga try to jump off, we'll stank ya ("Deep inside the ghettoooooo!") Uh, where I be Fuck witta nigga yellin, I be fuckin with them felons If you buyin or sellin then you can find me ("Deep inside the ghettoooooo!") Yeah, where I go ...G-I to Chicago