Street Music-Sheek Louch
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TXT Street Music-Sheek Louch 文本歌词
Street Music - Sheek Louch
There comes a time in every man's life
When he gon' have to decide who he f**kin' with
Who you f**kin' with them niggas don't care about you
Them niggas don't give a f**k about you
Why you rappin' like that this street music
Let's talk about it what sheek can throw
The fiend on a ni**a guarantee he won't walk up
Out it
No nickel plated uhh kinda old
But the muzzle them usin' make this motherf**ker updated
Puh puh ni**a please if a ni**a 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 s*ck my d*ck
And I've been red hot every since I ain't sayin'
I'm the best
Muh'f**ker I'm just workin' with some
This is that blood crip latin' king sh*t every hustler
Pushin' a whip
Street music what
Street music what
Street music what
Street music
This is that blood crip latin' king sh*t every hustler
Pushin' a whip
Street music what
Street music what
Street music what
Ho Y'all niggas 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 hell
And every frontin' ni**a got a story to tell
Bye bye ni**a doves fly ni**a
The hardest ni**a spittin' came from bed stuy ni**a
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**ker that gets up
Blood crip latin' king sh*t every hustler
Pushin' a whip
Street music what
Street music what
Street music what
Street music
This is that blood crip latin' king sh*t every hustler
Pushin' a whip
Street music what
Street music what
Street music what
Street music
Niggas don't wanna buh bug bang with me
'Cause 9 out 10 when you see me I got
The muh'f**kin' thangs with me
F**k it put 'em up muh'f**ker put your guns in
The air
If you with me ni**a hold 'em up
Ruh ruh rowdy ain't it I ain't afraid to go
To war
And have a ni**a white tee like you fingerpaint it
Every hood got 'em kinda hard to spot 'em
Once I'm there about to tell you what ni**a shot
Him
What the f**k is up I ain't nuttin' up
Niggas hard 'til they leakin' through they button up
Get at my crew whatever ni**a who
You don't need a flight to be all jetblue
Understand me ni**a if it happens it happens
But I ain't really a grammy ni**a
Sheek spit rage y'all don't want me to win nuttin'
I'm bringin' the whole block on the stage
This is that blood crip latin' king sh*t every hustler
Pushin' a whip
Street music what
Street music what
Street music what
Street music
This is that blood crip latin' king sh*t every hustler
Pushin' a whip
Street music what
Street music what
Street music what
Street music ho
