Текст (слова) песни: Mac Dre f J. Diggs, Sleep Dank, Da` Unda - Always Inta Somethin`

 
[ VERSE 1: Mac Dre ] 
Back in December, or was it November? 
It`s kind of shady, I can vaguely remember 
I was at the Peppermill, popping at the bartender 
He made me a drink called uh, Bodybender 
That`s when a smurf pulled on my shirt 
Said (Hey, get off my girl, dog, before you get hurt) 
I said, "Hold on, I don`t know what you think 
You better back the fuck up and let me order my drink" 
He backed the fuck up and did more than you think 
He had a AP, not a nine, but it`s sort of the same 
So now it`s one lonely R-o-m-p 
I`m all by myself without nobody 
Slightly noided, sense death, can I avoid it? 
Somebody slammed the do` on the way comin from the toilet 
He looked back, then I pulled out my strap 
Slapped him it twice but uh, I should`ve clapped 
Cause this other goon nigga started wildin 
I pulled out my faulty phone and started dialin 
Told my niggas to come on the double 
They finna put a nigga on the gong show, bust his bubble 
He said yeah, he know he comin 
"But damn my nigga, you always into somethin" 
 
[ VERSE 2: J. Diggs ] 
Recently, June 4th, released from jail 
And `bout to hit the streets like a beast from hell 
It`s that nigga y`all done heard about, young J. Diggs 
Love to play the game and I play big 
I see suckers havin money and I gots to have some 
You in the double R, I gots to have one 
I`m all up in his backdo` like knock-knock-knock 
The nigga moved too fast, so I pop-pop-popped 
Should`ve stood still, there would be no firing 
But it`s a little late, all I`m hearin is sirens 
So now I`m in the wind like leaves on trees 
I`m in the crowd tryin to blend like d`s on v`s 
I`m sweatin bullets, I`m an ex-con out on parole 
What the fuck was I thinkin, I`m out of control 
I`m at the Romp House and I`m huffin and puffin 
My niggas lookin at me crazy cause I`m always into somethin 
 
[ VERSE 3: Sleep Dank ] 
Yo, we fuck with heavy guns, fuck around and pump heavy slugs 
We drinkin Rйmy doin heavy drugs 
Nigga, we stay explosive, it`s about a quarter to six 
Step out the limousine, my wallet`s `bout a quarter inch thick 
Nigga, we shittin on em, I pop the three-piece, savage 
So many carats up in my ice I could choke a rabbit 
Bitches screamin for me but all it took was one dirty look 
We hit that nigga with that murder book 
Nigga tried to step fast, hit him in the face with a Moлt glass 
Spilled drink on his bitch, the whole club hit the do` fast 
Trunks is poppin, niggas wingin in the parking lot 
We keep it gangsta with them choppers out 
S-l double, I smell trouble, boy, it`s nothin 
Keep your peace, muthafucka, I`m always into somethin 
 
[ VERSE 4: Da` Unda` Dogg ] 
Let me tell you somethin `bout a nigga like me 
Never should`ve been let out the penitentiary 
Cause niggas done switched up, I guess they got it mixed up 
Now I`ma dust the heater off my shelf and leave em bitched up 
Like this one nigga actin like a dumb nigga 
S-in on his chest with no vest, yeah, he a dumb nigga 
Ain`t no love in this thug shit 
Now he at the club tryin to hug on my thug bitch 
Plus she done gave me the run-down on how this nigga run round 
Town speakin on my name, tonight he get gunned down 
His bitch about to set him out, open the door and let him out 
Caught his ass scared and out, Bronc style, dead him out 
Never have beef with a nigga who bitch you wanna sleep with 
Cowards get devoured on that sweet shit 
Hit him with the venom, then bounce with my adrenaline pumpin 
Yo nigga always up into somethin
 

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