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We Deep Lyrics - The Bar Exam 2 - Royce Da 5'9

[Intro "Trick Trick"] 

Nephew, these little faggit, pussy ass, bitch ass niggas 

think they wanna do something with us!?! 

What they wanna do with the D!?! 

 

[Chorus Royce Da 5'9''] 

All you gotta do is say my name, 

I make the gun sang, sang 

like Aooooooooh, 

You don't want, 

I have you niggas, bleeding 

laying down hurtin' on the corner like Ahhhhhhhhh-oooooooahhhhhoooo! 

Close your mouth 

before your mouth 

get you into something 

with them detriot niggas 

WE DEEP! 

 

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[Verse 1 Royce Da 5'9''] 

C'mon with that the throne's intact, tact 

we the reason niggas gotta buy they own shit back, back 

30 niggas pit black in this bitch strapped 

foul mouth niggas get a clip full of tic-tacs[Wooooo!!!] 

mr porters sick track, trick trick blat 

this that, riff raff, tell ya' bitch lick that. 

alcoholic ass clique this a big frat, 

cross the line when we steppin' it's gon be click clack! 

niggas fakin' they throwin' them hissyfits 

they make us start, but they ain't makin' out like ya' 

boy and his kissy bitch 

Till they get taken out like ya like ya boy does his prissy bitch 

my high price lawyer still hood like a dickie fit 

My words like a four forum page 

Hold on, you gone collapse like joe joe on stage 

if you, ever fuck around with me i'll lift you 

it's however you want it 

long as I ain't gotta ride with you[Waaaaaoooooo!] 

 

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[Chorus Royce Da 5'9''] 

All you gotta do is say my name, 

I make the gun sang, sang 

like Aooooooooh, 

You don't want, 

I have you niggas, bleeding 

laying down hurtin' on the corner like Ahhhhhhhhh-oooooooahhhhhoooo! 

Close your mouth 

before your mouth 

get you into something 

with them detriot niggas 

WE DEEP! 

 

[Verse 2 Trick Trick] 

The godfather n the king of the d 

leaving these niggas slept butt ass naked 

like they was sleepin' with me 

you little bad mouth faggit ass lil' boys 

I was bustin' 7'6'2's 

when you was playin' with toys 

[Transformers sample, followed by insane laughter] 

G.I Joe, motherfucka you like playin' games 

but see I don't 

I like, giving the order, for distrubtin' the satchel 

denying alligations, that I was the one that got you[FUCK EM'!!!] 

Kill em' all, and let the lord sort em' out 

Duct tape, covered with lines, and board up the house 

Gon nigga run yo' mouth 

and go out of place 

behind ya' momma, brothers, and sisters cause nobody safe 

I paid mine a long time ago 

you ain't seen dues 

I got a family that'll knock these bitches outta they shoes 

So listen to a professional 

We'a get the best of you 

And run a gas truck through the center in ya' postion[Nigga!] 

 

[Chorus Royce Da 5'9''] 

All you gotta do is say my name, 

I make the gun sang, sang 

like Aooooooooh, 

You don't want, 

I have you niggas, bleeding 

laying down hurtin' on the corner like Ahhhhhhhhh-oooooooahhhhhoooo! 

Close your mouth 

before your mouth 

get you into something 

with them detriot niggas 

WE DEEP! 

 

[Verse 3 Royce Da 5'9''] 

Show me some respect[uhh] 

Or get ya' shit checked[uhhhh] 

you act dry 

then prolly gon get ya' shit wet[Laughing] 

I ain't tryna be big 

Give me a big check, check 

Could spit techs 

Split up ya' team like dipset 

 

[Verse 4 Trick Trick] 

Ya' See these niggas rollin' deep in the truck 

Got the world sayin' 

detroit niggas skeetchy as fuck 

take a niggas shit for nothin' 

but if you say somethin' 

fully automatic double clips we dumpin' 

 

[Verse 5 Royce Da 5'9''] 

[DUMPIN!] 

Boy we hot 

Look at the dough we got 

broke, no we not 

you spoked and you know we shot 

slug him with 40 shots 

the proof is my porty pot 

my crew startin' shit 

like ya' boy 40 Glocc 

 

[Verse 6 Trick Trick] 

You niggas worry bout me 

you better worry bout sweets 

goon squad mic controllin' the streets 

fuck with niggas that take bread for heads 

coke cain slangers 

fuck you little sissy ass myspace gang bangers[Hooooeeeeeeeeee] 

 

[Chorus Royce Da 5'9''] 

All you gotta do is say my name, 

I make the gun sang, sang 

like Aooooooooh, 

You don't want, 

I have you niggas, bleeding 

laying down hurtin' on the corner like Ahhhhhhhhh-oooooooahhhhhoooo! 

Close your mouth 

before your mouth 

get you into something 

with them detriot niggas 

WE DEEP! 

 

[Outro Royce Da 5'9''] 

Cheaaaa 

Goon Squad, crip ass 

mothafuckin' mic gang ass 

street lord mafia ass niggas 

Ya'll niggas come here, you better call somebody 

Trick, Me, Wan 

Call one of the bossessss 

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