Tuck Me In Lyrics - Maybe I'll Catch Fire - G-dep

[Kool G Rap] 

G Rap with my nigga G-Dep 

We about to do it Gorilla style, u heard 

It's a Igloo-Badboy collabo thing u know 

Y'all niggaz ain't ready for it 

Coming rambo style nigga 

2 guns up 

Y'all niggaz better duck down 

I'll get your cap lifted off 

Thats how we doing it for the new millennium u heard 

[G Dep] 

Regardless of the wait i'm gonna stay straight ghetto 

Everybody high, don't nobody say hello 

Even when the sunshining it ain't yellow 

Get out of the borough 

If u know it ain't thorough 

Niggas play ball, AWOL, on the furlow 

Still came down on the furl and pumped hero 

Red and grey Macs 

Keep it clean as Ajax 

Ghettos sling cracks 

While u niggas pay tax 

Now how ghetto is this 

u can catch me in your hallway taking a piss 

One hand on my dick one hand on a spliff 

Burnt lips from the roach clip, yellow tips 

If we aint closed it I get ferocious 

Know this whole shit will leave me in them roaches 

In your car motion I cause commotion 

And i probably need some lotion 

But i don't get fucked 

[CHORUS] 

[G Dep (sung)] 

I am 

(a ghetto nigga) 

A ghetto nigga you can tell in a talk 

On the corner selling the snort 

It's hell in New York 

Won't stop for a minute cops telling you hawk 

Fake guards telling you pork 

Settle for shorts 

Running from court 

New ports, criminal thoughts 

On the blocks bodies acourt 

Nobody supports 

[Rakim] 

It's a ghetto nigga thorough niggas that get cake 

Five boroughs of niggaz do his ? a ? flip weight 

Change garments to trick Jake, u dis jake 

I want it yo I got warrants in six states 

They come in a stolen whip with switched plates 

Stickers hate I never leave a bread to trace 

Only evidence I leave is hickies on chicks' face 

In the corner with the crooked niggas 

But yo shit's straight 

We start war to leave with these seven revolvers 

Sell case never test the floor 

Sticky yank slicking enough y'all 

I'm a man enough to put on a dress 

To creep up like grand-moma and bust y'all 

Get close enough to part your vest and tux off 

Who would have thought the lady with the car would crush y'all 

Too smart to get caught 

But I got fam up north 

So if they put me in coughs 

I'll call fuck y'all 

[CHORUS] 

[Kool G Rap] 

Knock back the hammer smell the 

Pop that cantelope 

For the venom in my python spit 

It ain't no antidote 

Jackpot from crack blocks 

I was a man of dope 

Snapshots to get your camera broke 

You hoes used to plan a gross 

With the hands toast 

Close and stand opposed 

Rubber bands she knows 

Grams of the coke 

Razor blade tuck the side the line 

The banter of the coke 

Watching niggas die with my hand on their doe 

Singing with the bass 

And wash up the ?land? when they float 

Choking on your own words 

Should have watched the ground when u spoke 

One last final approach 

Make your whole family ghost 

Bust bottles of cham and and we toast 

Till your photo stamped in the post 

Sex gland cut off jammed in ur throat 

Man are u gross 

Bitch hanging from the lampost 

We shoot from up close 

Blow canners the most 

Catch an overdose 

Nigga we own the coast 

[G Dep (sung)] 

I am 

(a ghetto nigga) [X2] 

[Fade Out]