Inspector Deck - A-Wax, Bandana Tha Ragg

Inspector Deck - A-Wax, Bandana Tha Ragg

Год
2014
Язык
`English`
Длительность
162880

Below is the lyrics of the song Inspector Deck , artist - A-Wax, Bandana Tha Ragg with translation

Lyrics " Inspector Deck "

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Inspector Deck

A-Wax, Bandana Tha Ragg

You thought county jailtime loomed imminently

'Til the squad car turned where your enemies be

When the pigs uncuffed you, then it would sink

In, you are now lookin' at death on the brink

Of it, soon as the cop car left, the gunshots came

Straight, hit a kid in his bed, dead on a box spring

Jack boys always lookin' for a key

But that life won’t last, you better believe!

Crack dealers got rocks all night, all day, but

Hit 'em in the face with a wooden AK, but

Chains come off, safe codes get gave up

Street siege, manhole, don’t get ate up (shit!)

Even the kids are packin' tools now

Sellin' dope on the block, it doesn’t cool down

'Round here before a blind, you inspect your keg

Now, bring the sample in from Inspectah Deck

Stick-up kids, corrupt cops, and crack rocks

And stray shots, all on the block that stays hot

Stick-up kids, corrupt cops, and crack rocks

And stray shots, all on the block that stays hot

Stick-up kids, corrupt cops, and crack rocks

And stray shots, all on the block that stays hot

Stick-up kids, corrupt cops, and crack rocks

And stray shots, all on the block that stays hot

Every night, red and blue lights surround the avenue

Sure, it’s kinda hard to flip bricks and get your revenue

Walk through war just to hit the corner store

A half of the niggas paved the way ain’t here no more (rest in peace!)

So on that note, I live tryna stay afloat

With the generals approach, stay up out the slopes (whole time!)

The neighborhood won’t change, it’s only gettin' worse

Not enough bread to go around, so, my people hurt (starvin'!)

Can’t forget about the ones layin' in the dirt

'Cause if it wasn’t for them, we wouldn’t have a turf

Stay in school, lil' nigga, don’t try and be me

I might be lookin' fresh but inside it’s killin' me

My face expressions tell it all, I’m in misery

Styrofoam cup in my hands filled with Hennessy

Any moment I could spaz on a killin' spree

But then my kids would have to live with bad memories

Stick-up kids, corrupt cops, and crack rocks

And stray shots, all on the block that stays hot

Stick-up kids, corrupt cops, and crack rocks

And stray shots, all on the block that stays hot

Stick-up kids, corrupt cops, and crack rocks

And stray shots, all on the block that stays hot

Stick-up kids, corrupt cops, and crack rocks

And stray shots, all on the block that stays hot

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