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sheek louch - street music lyrics
(feat. the game)
{-helicopter flies overhead-}
there comes a time, in every man’s life
when he gon’ have to decide, who he f-ckin with
who you f-ckin with? them n-gg-z don’t care about you
them n-gg-z don’t give a f-ck about you
why you rappin like that? this street music!
(sheek louch)
yo, let’s, talk about it what; sheek can throw
the fiend on a n-gg- guarantee he won’t walk up out it
no no, nickel-plated uhh; kinda old
but the muzzle them usin make this motherf-cker updated
puh-puh, n-gg- please; if a n-gg- had your son
and had him lookin down you wouldn’t even squeeze
uh uhh, i don’t know; i don’t wanna hear about
the money that you had, or what you did a long time ago
yo yo the hood is mine; i don’t gotta sell a lot
i just live off more points than the porcupines
uh uhh, feel me cousin? sheek been a problem
before this d-block sh-t started buzzin
some are sayin – no he wasn’t, he turned sick
with that women in your family can suck my d-ck
and i’ve been red hot every since; i ain’t sayin i’m the best
muh’f-cker, i’m just workin with some sense
(chorus: sheek louch)
this is that blood, crip, latin king sh-t, every hustler pushin a whip
street music – what? {-repeat 4x-}
this is that blood, crip, latin king sh-t, every hustler pushin a whip
street music – what? {-repeat 4x-}
(sheek louch)
y’all n-gg-z so sweet, sheek so street
from the doo rag on my head to the sneakers on my feet
the heart in my chest, black on my flesh
and i swear to my son, i’ll leave this sh-t a mess
i do it for the yard, where most of my squad
is sittin in a cell, goin through h-ll
and every frontin n-gg- got a story to tell
bye bye n-gg-, doves fly n-gg-
the hardest n-gg- spittin came from bed-stuy n-gg-
after that was sheek, some say it was jigga
i got loyalty; i ain’t a king to none of this sh-t
but i swear, on the streets i’m royalty
kinda scary ain’t it? you don’t wanna be
that’s why the hood treat you colder than the a&p
i throw my fists up – but it ain’t for black power
it’s for any motherf-cker that gets up
(chorus)
(sheek louch)
n-gg-z don’t wanna buh-bug bang with me
cause 9 out 10 when you see me i got the muh’f-ckin thangs with me
f-ck it put ’em up; muh’f-cker put your guns in the air
if you with me n-gg- hold ’em up
ruh ruh rowdy ain’t it; i ain’t afraid to go to war
and have a n-gg- white tee, like you fingerpaint it
every hood got ’em, kinda hard to spot ’em
once i’m there about to tell you what n-gg- shot him
what the f-ck is up? i ain’t nuttin up
n-gg-z hard ’til they leakin through they b-tton up
get at my crew, whatever n-gg- who
you don’t need a flight to be all jetblue
understand me n-gg- – if it happens, it happens
but i ain’t really a grammy n-gg-
sheek spit rage; y’all don’t want me to win nuttin
i’m bringin the whole block on the stage
(chorus)
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