(feat. Inspectah Deck) [Intro: Inspectah Deck] Shaolin, suuuuuuu! Where you at huh, where you at huh? (Uh huh) Loose Linx, House Gang, Undadogz, 2-4 Warriors (Back from the mothafuckin' dead, we 'bout to ride, the army of darkness, kid) That's how it goes in the G-H-E-T-T-O baby! Yo, yo [Inspectah Deck:] We get rough, rugged and real, you won't stand still Bottom line, it's time to let your man build Park Hill drop heavy like a anvil Try and to stop mine, wind up in the landfield Now where it's good at, tell me where the hood at Hustlers, thugs, dimes, and the hood rats I live the wild life, roam with a wolf pack Quick to pull gats, bangers, and wood bats Big cups of gin, dubs spin, lifestyles so exquisite, the buzz on in He's the rebel, we jump off above the rim Big timers in the grime got love for him Not a fake nigga wit' a hundred grand in stones Lookin' fly in the bid, but he can't come home Always talkin' 'bout packin' the nine Tell me how all these rappers catchin' body, nobody catchin' time I don't know about half of you kids Some of y'all ain't been past the precinct for smackin' ya wiz You probably wouldn't last through a bid How many made bangas out of bed frames and macaroon lids From up north to down state, back to the crib This is real life, you hype, save your act for the flicks I mash on the script, slit fashion in sick Flow fresh like a sandpit passin' ya wig, fool! Uh, where you at huh? Come on, where you at huh? [Donnie Cash:] Yeah I'm still stuck in the Stat Yeah I'm still hungry mothafuckas, stomach touchin' my back So like, yeah I'm still clutchin' my gats Tryin' to make a mil' off of crill still fuckin' with cracks I said you know I'm still servin' the heads And I eat through the beep, don't sleep, never heard of a bed And I'm just a little over the edge I see ghost when I smoke, and just a little over your head I said yeah I'm still stackin' my cake, and I don't care if you share Cause I still don't mind snachin' the plate And I still don't mind catchin' the case These niggaz runnin' they jibs, I'm do a bid, behind crack in they face Put the steel to the back of they face, and I squeeze with ease If they hesitate, I'm crackin' of the safe And I'm still movin' packets of base And I pass out bombs, you pass out when I back out arms I said yeah, still Cash that Don Ten brown from the twin pounds, ten rounds to smash upon And I send hounds to snatch ya moms Niggaz playin' till them shots start sprayin', then they ass is gone [Interlude: Carlton Fisk] Do it mothafucka, we got you! Loose Linx, Homicide Housing, come on! [Carlton Fisk:] Hot time in the city, I get it poppin' and crackin' Crackin' and poppin', you askin' who is he I'm a House Gang Animal, bear grizzly Y. Million, still ride with me, count those lies Remember never trust a bitch, if you a cloud in the sky And we at you mothafuckas, ain't no question to why So many shots that your body would fry Verrazano Bridge, Homicide Housing S.I., nigga that's what it is Calm your man down, hold your bid Carlton Fisk, hold down, orchestrate the strip If the feds come I plead the Fifth Send men, then I blaze the fifth, I'm not a stranger to this It don't matter if you Blood or Crip, thug or bitch My House Gang Animalz will flood your strip, nigga (Yeah, yeah, where you at huh, {Brace yourself nigga} where you at huh?) [La Banga:] What's good for the goose is good for the gander, and also Bustin' is good, but missin' you bad with your hammer Yeah, you get you man up, but karma is real The dirt that we do if we sleep, sure creep up in the jammas Coincide with me, what was saved refuse my thinkin' of what I'm plannin' Then catch you like ducks and air the cannon I got thug Law and Order on my side, y'all kinda got strength But it ain't fear if law enforcements your side Niggaz popped at me, I ain't respond Before I had a chance to clap, half police bureau respond Print my picture, askin' around, "where is this nigga?" Activist, call respondin' to get to buildin' then figures, I know Ya'll been jealous, been knockin' my hustle I probably been bitten' if money wasn't like muscle, you feel it? We in the jungles, what's keepin' me safe is prayers to myself And the un-seen force of my mother, her spirit Properly guides me, mainly from snakes beside me Watch me, while creepin' in the lobby [Outro: Inspectah Deck] Uh, where you at huh? Come on, where you at huh?
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Copy to Clipboard: (feat. Inspectah Deck) [Intro: Inspectah Deck] Shaolin, suuuuuuu! Where you at huh, where you at huh? (Uh huh) Loose Linx, House Gang, Undadogz, 2-4 Warriors (Back from the mothafuckin' dead, we 'bout to ride, the army of darkness, kid) That's how it goes in the G-H-E-T-T-O baby! Yo, yo [Inspectah Deck:] We get rough, rugged and real, you won't stand still Bottom line, it's time to let your man build Park Hill drop heavy like a anvil Try and to stop mine, wind up in the landfield Now where it's good at, tell me where the hood at Hustlers, thugs, dimes, and the hood rats I live the wild life, roam with a wolf pack Quick to pull gats, bangers, and wood bats Big cups of gin, dubs spin, lifestyles so exquisite, the buzz on in He's the rebel, we jump off above the rim Big timers in the grime got love for him Not a fake nigga wit' a hundred grand in stones Lookin' fly in the bid, but he can't come home Always talkin' 'bout packin' the nine Tell me how all these rappers catchin' body, nobody catchin' time I don't know about half of you kids Some of y'all ain't been past the precinct for smackin' ya wiz You probably wouldn't last through a bid How many made bangas out of bed frames and macaroon lids From up north to down state, back to the crib This is real life, you hype, save your act for the flicks I mash on the script, slit fashion in sick Flow fresh like a sandpit passin' ya wig, fool! Uh, where you at huh? Come on, where you at huh? [Donnie Cash:] Yeah I'm still stuck in the Stat Yeah I'm still hungry mothafuckas, stomach touchin' my back So like, yeah I'm still clutchin' my gats Tryin' to make a mil' off of crill still fuckin' with cracks I said you know I'm still servin' the heads And I eat through the beep, don't sleep, never heard of a bed And I'm just a little over the edge I see ghost when I smoke, and just a little over your head I said yeah I'm still stackin' my cake, and I don't care if you share Cause I still don't mind snachin' the plate And I still don't mind catchin' the case These niggaz runnin' they jibs, I'm do a bid, behind crack in they face Put the steel to the back of they face, and I squeeze with ease If they hesitate, I'm crackin' of the safe And I'm still movin' packets of base And I pass out bombs, you pass out when I back out arms I said yeah, still Cash that Don Ten brown from the twin pounds, ten rounds to smash upon And I send hounds to snatch ya moms Niggaz playin' till them shots start sprayin', then they ass is gone [Interlude: Carlton Fisk] Do it mothafucka, we got you! Loose Linx, Homicide Housing, come on! [Carlton Fisk:] Hot time in the city, I get it poppin' and crackin' Crackin' and poppin', you askin' who is he I'm a House Gang Animal, bear grizzly Y. Million, still ride with me, count those lies Remember never trust a bitch, if you a cloud in the sky And we at you mothafuckas, ain't no question to why So many shots that your body would fry Verrazano Bridge, Homicide Housing S.I., nigga that's what it is Calm your man down, hold your bid Carlton Fisk, hold down, orchestrate the strip If the feds come I plead the Fifth Send men, then I blaze the fifth, I'm not a stranger to this It don't matter if you Blood or Crip, thug or bitch My House Gang Animalz will flood your strip, nigga (Yeah, yeah, where you at huh, {Brace yourself nigga} where you at huh?) [La Banga:] What's good for the goose is good for the gander, and also Bustin' is good, but missin' you bad with your hammer Yeah, you get you man up, but karma is real The dirt that we do if we sleep, sure creep up in the jammas Coincide with me, what was saved refuse my thinkin' of what I'm plannin' Then catch you like ducks and air the cannon I got thug Law and Order on my side, y'all kinda got strength But it ain't fear if law enforcements your side Niggaz popped at me, I ain't respond Before I had a chance to clap, half police bureau respond Print my picture, askin' around, "where is this nigga?" Activist, call respondin' to get to buildin' then figures, I know Ya'll been jealous, been knockin' my hustle I probably been bitten' if money wasn't like muscle, you feel it? We in the jungles, what's keepin' me safe is prayers to myself And the un-seen force of my mother, her spirit Properly guides me, mainly from snakes beside me Watch me, while creepin' in the lobby [Outro: Inspectah Deck] Uh, where you at huh? Come on, where you at huh?
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