- Sheek Louch D-block 歌詞
- Sheek Louch
- (feat. J-Hood) [J-Hood]
***** what what what [Sheek]
Twin yall ****** ready [J-Hood] yeah yeah yeah [Sheek]
She here to put the clack clack in this
Crack pack in this
**** in this like
I had a six pack of
Genus ****** know that the flow be wicked
Been nice since
Tri Backs can they kick it
Cant walk with out lil momma trying to flick it
So be it take let your boyfriend see it
US gangsta but all my guns be
Soviet Jake did it gon take em up to
I D it Chain hanging out but
I aint talking about jewelry
Talking ammunition, bullets, big artillery
Put a hole in a big ass social security
Been this way be for
I even reached maturity
***** they all book me quicker
Cuz Im worth more, like a
Jam Master
J sticker
Alive but you can still pull out liquor
Gotta dead serious flow
Im about to blow yeah [Chorus: repeat 2X]
D-Block (where my ****** at )
D-Block (where my *****es at)
D-Block (where them gangstas at)
D-Block (where the shankstas at) [J-Hood]
J-Hizzle clap for my nizzle
Who the **** want to beef
Louch pass me the pistol
Im about to let him ring like a phone
He used to have a good head on his shoulders
But now the **** gone
D-Block bout to wake the game and get these bucks
Its for them ******
****ie Dan throwin it up rocking
Chucks Like pimples ************
Im all in your face
You like sneakers when them strings about to get laced
What you need chronic homeboy , we got alltypes
**** your bikes,
***** I smoke more than exhaust pipes
You know those new 7-60s yeah
I got 2 One platinum like my rhymes the other raspberry blue
When Im riding on the track like a surf board
Im on the block pitching what the **** you think
I got the word for
Walk with me ****** ****** we taking over the streets
Let em warn all your peeps
Hood coming at they street [Chorus] [Sheek]
Seek a ****ing crook
Stake your house out know what your momma cook
**** her with a broom
**** the movie when
Im there its a panic room
****** start to stutter, please dont cut my mother
Im too ****ing gutter clip on top of each other 2 twelve gages take you threw the stages
Bullets running low but yours been there for ages
Cob web *** *** iced out slob like
Im on a ****ing bob sled ******
Ill talk to yall ******
I aint trying to shout
Why fit in with
Sheek was born to stand out
Youll get pretzeled up twist in half
Long **** with the black spots like a giraffe
Clear my path when the guy walking
How you try getting in the club
I hope you jump in my coffin
Besides D-
Block I dont see that often [Chorus 4x]
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