Lyrics:
[Intro: Sheek Louch]
Ok ([Cocoa Channelle:] Ok) Ok ok ok
Y.O. where you at? (Oh!) Bronx where you at? (Oh!)
Harlem where you at? (Oh!) Brooklyn
up - throw your hands up
All y'all pretty bitches throw your motherfuckin hands up
[Sheek Louch]
Hey yo, I got a letter from the governor, the other
(Whole squad get it down like this)
(Pharoahe fucking Monch, ain't a damn thang changed)
(Whole squad get it down like this)
(Sheek Louch, God)
Yeah, I'ma sit back and smoke this mother fuckin' bush
You thought it was over?
It's your boy Sheek Louch
It's the Lithium, motherfucker
Meth Lab
Yeah yeah, D-Block
Tony Toca, LOX, Sheek Louch
("LOX", "Kiss")
("Sheek Louch, y’all ain’t go no heart")
("SP")
Ayo, here’s why I’m willing to
Die
(yeah aight)
I know she try to be there for me
It's fucked up I got caught cheat-in
[Sheek Louch]
Aiyyo, I ain't gon' lie, I got weeded all drunk and I
the world reppinâ?? 914
Styles P and Sheek Louch they wild for sure
Been all over the world reppinâ?? 914
Raised in the ghetto singing songs for
[Verse 1 - Styles P] (Sheek Louch)
When there's beef I'ma ride and won't slide 'til I'm debtin you
(P swallow your pride), my pride ain't edible
going, this shit don't stop
Sheek Louch get it popping, this shit don't stop
Got your boobs hitting, shaking in a Halter Top
Drizzling out, no
Bitch ass nigga for sale, like Magilla
Standing in the window, with a sign, "Yes, I fuck men, though"
[Interlude: Ghostface Killah (Sheek Louch)]
Aiyo,
[Chorus: x2]
Sheek Louch is a gangster, gangster
Jadakiss is a gangster, gangster
Styles P is a gangster, D-Block
Won't you come fuck with
Hook - Sheek Louch
Shots rang hit the the lil nigga in his back/lay em in the streets u can’t leave em like that /everything cool until somebody
going, this shit don't stop
Sheek Louch get it popping, this shit don't stop
Got your boobs hitting, shaking in a Halter Top
Drizzling out, no
going to past it to my
Nigga and we going to swing over to the
Yo you know
(R, SL, Ruff ryder style, Sheek Louch)
(S) Then we going to pass it to my other
[Sheek Louch]
A'yo four shots let off, black truck sped off
Big shit, tryna take a motherfuckin head off
A'yo hold up man, let me take why'all
is up my less sober nights
With TVs for my godchildren
Watching Devil's Advocate, now they god fearing
It's King Push with the Sheek Louch
That's
Oh
Ay, yo, Swiss
What's up?
I told you, baby, this, the one right here
This is the one
Sheek Louch
Oh my god
Yo, yo, yo, ay, yo
[Chorus x
[intro (talking)]
Imma make the hits
why'all book the shows
[Hook]
Aiyyo
Bling bling, what's that? Sheek Louch is back
Ride ride, you got my
on stretchers
[Sheek a.k.a Louch]
Now I might get drunk
Or I might get high
But my game stay Trump
And my style stay fly
[Styles a.k.a Holiday]
I might
Oh
Hey, yo, Swiss
What's up?
I told you, baby, this, the one right here
This is the one
Sheek Louch
Oh my god
Yo, yo, yo, ay, yo
[Chorus:
evening (Blaah)
You cyaan run from my head shot (No)
You cyaan run from my head shot (No) (Opium Black, what up, you know what it is, ya boy Sheek Louch
nigga
Not tonight, I wanna hear my song
And let Flex drops bombs when the shit come on, let's get it
[Chorus]
[Sheek Louch]
Ok, Flex let Sheek on his
Swanson
New York's youngest Bumpy Johnson, I put fear in y'all heads
Sheek Louch, type of nigga gasoline y'all beds
And that's warnin', if you alive in
Swanson
New York's youngest Bumpy Johnson, I put fear in y'all heads
Sheek Louch, type of nigga gasoline y'all beds
And that's warnin', if you alive in
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