Yeh Suh

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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!)
 It's my arrival, and my survival
 I'm skyin higher then messiah an' his bible
 Watch for that rifle
 Watch for that psycho
 Yo breezy chosen, n she lookin' kinda tight though
 Now if you talk that talk
 ya better walk that walk
 don't let this pretty face fool ya
 'cuz I'm a savage
 like a Dallas Maverick
 Got nephews that'll do ya
 Snatch that jeerzy off your skeleton with the quickness
 And if its wall ta wall betta gaurd your jaw we handlin bi'ness
 Servin this game like tennis we up in this mean Muggin
 Crackin the fuck 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 on the street equals 65 G's
 In that Jordan briefcase like that boy from the piz
 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, 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 remember when my thugz
 showed me how ta slang heat Hollerin
 fixin how ta talk man we gona bring beat Ya
 now guess what I'm goin through and this what I stand fo
 Thuggin ain't that legal but I'm doin what I can boy
 But I sound small I as I is
 sound as raw as I is
 I pop n lift mic's while I bench press heads
 Down is all in it
 see niggaz ballin in it
 Aiighty, tellin a sad story we know why I got it
 Niggas bad at the game they ain't showin no love
 Thats cold nigga deal with it show'em you thug
 Havin, Partnah'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. YESSAH!
 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!)

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Duration
04:04
Key
7
Tempo
82 BPM

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