Rich Kidz feat. Trouble we so deep

We so deep in this bitch, we might drown
They want beef in this bitch, we got pounds
Don't make a peep in this bitch, not a sound Playa and get beat like some JBL's
And I keep that sack on me john maddden NFL
And I keep that ice on me no put no NHL
And I leave the beef in the streets, and bring the bread home
Yeah, and I don't play around but I'm still player
Rich Kidz a gift from God but we give them hell
Call me paper boy, grab that check about the mail
I want gas ain't they talking shell
They want beef I got the scale
We so deep in this bitch, we might drown
They want beef in this bitch, we got pounds
Don't make a peep in this bitch, not a sound Kaelub cut their head off, I'm a leave them dangling
I'm so high, I fuck around and kissing angels ass
Bless me with a check, go and give me my halo hoe
Wanna fuck these streets up but I'm too geeked up
So I feel like fabo hoe
Dark skin actress bitch, starts with by active bitch
My pimp hands strong, I won't hesitate to slap a bitch
Cause hoe we getting money, I won't cap a bitch
We so deep in this bitch, we might drown
They want beef in this bitch, we got pounds
Don't make a peep in this bitch, not a sound Soon as a motherfucker step up in the building
I'm killing him, you can [?] see the security camera flashing
A hundred d, we don't creep, we moving like we're water moving
Drowning the [?] I need a glass or more, for my hood [?]
Every nigga wanna get up in that [?]
But you don't make a sound or drown from the glass I pour
Thinking of taking already [?]
Every nigga with me on the bullshit,
I murder [?] free [?] the dynamo one
We so deep in this bitch, we might drown
They want beef in this bitch, we got pounds
Don't make a peep in this bitch, not a sound