Inspectah Deck Grits Freestyle Lyrics

[Intro: Inspectah Deck]
Gotta hang out there
n____z keep counting us out (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
n____z ain't acting nice (back again)
Raider Ruckus (y'all m____fuckers thought I was dead)
Plans into this s___... (the Urban Icon, HG's, UDZ's)
n____, I got a... (the Unda Dogz, Live Son, the s___ is crazy, yo)

[Inspectah Deck]
I be House Gang, from the pits we blew
On your a__, like the Ravens, number 52
Nickel plates on the "get-u's", my chicks be true
Chain hang from my nuts, and the whips be new
On the block like the mailbox, airing for block
Neighborhoods watch, so we gotta share for the cops
Watch you glaring at pops? I don't sleep, stay aware from the plots
b__p 'em off right there in the spot
This is harder than a prison wall, shut up and listen y'all
HG's, UDZ's, physically fit to brawl
S.I.N.Y., certified, keep, out of town p____ on the passenger side
And crews, east side, splashing the five, mashing the drive
Big face n____, fashion is live
Like son, check the bodies 'fore you buy that gun
f___ with HG's, nah, don't try that son
Here's a jewel for you kid, you can eye that one
Or you can get it f___ed up and just die that young
I'm from the home where the buffalo roam
And n____z don't give a flying f___, talk with signs up
Walk with the nine tucked, leave your eyes wide shut
Size you up for a cut, of a single buck

[Outro: Inspectah Deck]
Yeah, we from the grits, y'all
S.I.N.Y., 10304, my n____ Live Son on the track
Yeah.. "The Fugitive" Carlton Fisk, what's good?
La Banga... Donnie Cash, strong arming this s___
Raider Ruckus...

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