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sheek louch - clickety clank lyrics
{m-m-mario?}
[sheek louch]
aiyyo poobs hit me n-gga (hit me n-gga)
okay! (aiyyo where my beer at son?)
f-ck it son, let’s go in
aiyyo cl!ckety clank, that “piggy bank” sh-t is garbage
i thought it’d be harder than that
i thought g-unit n-ggas worked harder than that
i mean most of the sh-t, that i’m hearin is wack
young buck hang on lah, i like the dude
but it’s war and any day i’ll eat your food
lloyd banks took fab whole style, like you ain’t know
all you missin is his chipped tooth smile
and homey i ain’t never gon’ respond to you
i don’t care what you say or what the f-ck you do
you don’t deserve no raps (nah)
take your old -ss home and take a nap, you garbage n-gga
ha ha, y’all not scary, don’t the artists come from yonkers
i know you wasn’t talkin ’bout mary (woo)
you diesel f-gs, stay in the car
and go g-g-g-g, all day in your sports bra
i’m in the hood d-ck
‘member the place you used to come to, when your sh-t went brick
(the hood n-gga!) before eminem ever heard the sh-t you kick
when you could walk around without none of your clique
i don’t care about your money dawg, no hatin either
we can do this all day and i don’t need a breather
i want you to shut us down, how that sound?
my name too strong you clown
guaranteed it’s the can of worms
you might wan’ put the top back on, ‘fore your -ss get germs
back then n-ggas wanted us to air y’all out
i said nah i kinda like what them n-ggas about
before i knew about the rattin
before you locked up half of manhattan, irv and his boys
before you ran around in them bulletproof toys
i thought you was a “problem child”
i see n-ggas turn b-tch when the sh-t get wild, ha ha
yo ten mill’ n-gga, or twenty mill’ sold (it don’t matter)
you ’bout to lose the n-ggas that’s gold
i explode on homey
i like bein out but i unload on homey, let’s keep this peace dawg
cause you and me both got them big ol’ heats dawg
hahahaha
that’s how you rap right?
f-ck outta here n-gga
your sh-t garbage b
you don’t sound southern motherf-cker
that fake–ss laugh and sh-t
you do that laugh so n-ggas don’t see you cryin n-gga
d-block b-tch
you f-cked up now, you know you done f-cked up now
sheek louch what’chu gon’ say b-tch?!
woo! it’s nothin
aiyyo game, whattup my n-gga?
you know what it is already
henchmen whattup daddy?
yeah
whatever whatever n-gga, we right here man
heh, let’s go
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