We deep (Yeh Suh!)

We creep (Yeh suh!)

We throw, we blow (uh huh yea suh!)

We fly (Yeh suh!)

No lie (Yeh suh!)

Off the trank and the dank so high (Yeh suh!)

Its my arrival and my survival

I'm skyin higher then messiah and his bible

Watch for that rifle

Watch for that psycho

Yo breezy chosen, n she lookin' kinda tight tho

Now if you talk the talk you gotta walk the walk don't let this pretty face fool ya 'cause I'm a Savage like a Dallas maverick I got nephews that'll do ya Snatch that jersey off your skeleton with the quickness

And if its wall to wall betta guard your jaw we handlin bi'ness

Servin this game like tennis we up in this mean Muggin

Crackin the *** up at them squares dream thuggin

Blowin our trees cousin

It gets sticky in the pain

Tricky in the tank

And don't miss me wit that dank

500 fronted on the street equals 65 G's

In that Jordan briefcase like that boy from the p

Bigger then show biz

So I'm stayin focused

When they holla at the club

How much them blows is

We deep (Yeh Suh!)

We creep (Yeh suh!)

We throw, we blow (uh huh yea suh!)

We fly (Yeh suh!)

No lie (Yeh suh!)

Off the trank and the dank so high (Yeh suh!)

We deep (Yeh Suh!)

We creep (Yeh suh!)

We throw, we blow (uh huh yea suh!)

We fly (Yeh suh!)

No lie (Yeh suh!)

Off the trank and the dank so high (Yeh suh!)

I remember when my thugz

Showed me how to slang heat Hollerin

Fixin how ta talk man we gonna bring beat Ya

Now guess what I'm goin through and this what I stand for

Thuggin ain't that legal but I'm doin what I can boy

But I sound small I as I'm is

Sound as raw as I'm is

I pop n lift mic's while I bench press heads

Down is all in it

See niggaz ballin in it

Ball alotta, tellin a sad story we know why I got it

Niggas bad at the game they ain't showin no love

That's cold nigga deal with it show'em you thug

Havin, Partna's in prision n a few dead friends

Was the Streets way of showin me two dead ends

Then the beats got to showin me you can make ends

Goin hard in the pank when the pussy boys can't

One thug that had some said that boy Bash

That manilla world send max pain comin for that ass. Yeh Suh!

We Deep (Yeh Suh!)

We Creep (Yeh Suh!)

We throw, we blow (Uh Huh, Yeh Suh!)

We Fly (Yeh Suh!)

No Lie (Yeh Suh!)

Off the Trank and the dank so High (Yeh Suh!)

We Deep (Yeh Suh!)

We Creep (Yeh Suh!)

We throw, we blow (Uh Huh, Yeh Suh!)

We Fly (Yeh Suh!)

No Lie (Yeh Suh!)

Off the Trank and the dank so High (Yeh Suh!)

I'm just a mack man

I'm just a mack man

And if its crackin where you mackin where you at man

I'm just a mack man

I'm just a mack man

And if its crackin where you mackin where you at man

I'm just a mack man

I'm just a mack man

And if its crackin where you mackin where you at man

I'm just a mack man

I'm just a mack man

And if its crackin where you mackin where you at man

We Deep (Yeh Suh!)

We Creep (Yeh Suh!)

We throw, we blow (Uh Huh, Yeh Suh!)

We Fly (Yeh Suh!)

No Lie (Yeh Suh!)

Off the Trank and the dank so High (Yeh Suh!)