Inspectah Deck

(Intro: Streetlife (Inspectah Deck)) Yo, what's poppin' off out here son? Yo, hold up, I think that's my baby mama on the phone Damn, yo, hold on, yo hold on for a second Yo, man, you see shorty right there (look at shorty right there) Yo, I'mma call

 Yeah I ride til I blew wit the case through the days Use the ways niggas talk til they blue in the face Been struggling is nothing to me come and see I get it in like kobe at the buzzer for three When I'm gone better twenty one gun it Thousand doll

(Intro: Inspectah Deck (sample)) (Everybody on the grind, son) 8 million stories in the naked city (Everybody trying to eat) (It's always gonna be a struggle, in this hustle) This is just one (Trying to bubble, trying to live this) Realize.. (Inspect

(Intro: DJ Kay Slay) Yeah, this that brand new Rebel I.N.S., back on the set This shit is off the dial, Shaolin Style, better hold on to something (Inspectah Deck) Yo, S.I.N.Y. and what Hit 'em high, hit 'em low, head or gut Yes, us, Lexus and next t

This goes out to all my niggas Spendin' they last on gas, grass and ass And to all my ladies playin' in bars free drinks And shit push it up, push it up Keep on, ya don't stop, if ya don't stop maybe ya won't stop If ya won't stop maybe ya can't stop

[intro: inspectah deck] What is love? love is love What is love? (loving you) [inspectah deck] Yo, examinin her hour-glass frame Exotic name, passion, splashin the fly fashions On the 2 train, words soothin her brain There's the cue, cross the platfo

(Chorus: Inspectah Deck) Get money, get fly, get busy, get live Get over, get by, get women, get high Get right! (Inspectah Deck) Think you can stop us, really? Ya'll niggaz got to feel me Peel out Suzuki's, make those Kawasaki's pop a wheelie Cuz on

(Inspectah Deck, (Unknown singer)) (Baby...) Bitch! You know what I want! (Sweet love.) I wanna talk to Sampson. (Girl... sweet love.. feel.) I want yo' sweet ? (Yeah, baby. Sweet love.) Yeah, BBC status. (Girl.) Mockin' birds like Zorro (Feel... bab

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