Inspectah Deck — Do What U Gotta
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Do What U Gotta Inspectah Deck03:14
Текст песни: Do What U Gotta
Do What U Gotta Lyrics[Verse 1: Inspectah Deck] Yeah I ride till I'm through with the case Through the days use the weights, niggas talk till they blue in the face Been strugglin' is nothing to me Come and see, I get it in like Kobe at the buzzer for three When I'm gone, better 21-gun it Thousand dollar bottles pop, one of the best that ever done it Broke nights dumbin' with the dumbest Sportin' the four-four I bought off a fiend for seven huned' New faces, screwfacin' niggas from a distance One time wait to take a nigga through the system I ain't got time to play I hit the globe on roam, I'm still home a million miles away And I grind so my seeds could eat Sometimes I let my eyes close, and I daydream of sleep And if I should die before I wake Then before my wake hit my wifey off with all my cake Till then, I'ma live it up, pop corks, and split a dutch Walkin' on the wild side, just to get a rush Ya'll better get in touch, laws ain't shit to us Every one I know is God, Earth, King, Crip, or Blood Little nigga listen up I know you loving the life, an' livin' it fly, so high you can't get enough Son said, "Who gives a fuck?" They see I'm making my bread, escaping the feds So why should I give it up? [Hook: Inspectah Deck] Ain't nothing left to do but Hold myself down in these streets and If I feel like niggas test me Got ta' reach out for my piece and I don't run from confrontation By myself I keep it true When it comes down to gettin' paper I'm gon' do what I got ta' do [Verse 2: Inspectah Deck] I seen million dollar niggas fall flat on they face Best friends, co-defendants, how you rat on your ace? Scramblers chase, the blood money, hammers on waists Just to trick it on the chick with the candles and lace Believe it, it's real, we all out, fiendin' for meals Fools shot up on the block, left 'em bleedin' and still Nothing worse than power in the hands of fools They play the game but they don't understand the rules Yo, you should understand the jewels I got my life on the line, there's a 50/50 chance to lose Aiyo, my dude, it's bigger than me, but at the story go Why buy the cow when you get it for free? To make a living, it's either death or state prison Deck just ain't quittin', either rep or stay hittin' Ya'll know the motto, hollow points follow you home Al Capone cats, swallow the chrome You get blown back out of your zone Like *pow* to the dome, so watch your mouth, kid Mind on your tone Son, I ate with the greatest, stayed with the latest Eye for a eye boss, ain't with the favors I laid where they murk all day, broad day I said flames will disperse y'all way, y'all play Deep inside the game, wise guys die for they name While the organized mind stay quietly paid [Hook: Inspectah Deck] Ain't nothing left to do but Hold myself down in these streets and If I feel like niggas test me Got ta' reach out for my piece and I don't run from confrontation By myself I keep it true When it comes down to gettin' paper I'm gon' do what I got ta' do
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