Sheek Louch Intro Lyrics

Hey yo B.G., pass my drink my n____
We gon' try this one more time
I'm back m_________ers, get the mac muh'f___ers
Pull it out the trunk, clack clack muh'f___ers
I told y'all to "Walk Witt Me," dropped somethin sick on it
And I ain't put no one but my m_________in clique on it (D-Block)
No R&B, I ain't have no muh'f___in chick on it
These other n____z songs, jail n____z beat they d___ on it
Now I got a couple guests; friends, got a couple less
I don't give a f___, my bullets goin through a couple vests
This ain't rehearsal; you TV, I'm DVD b____
What I'm sayin is ain't no commercial
I came to stomp s___ out, drive by or get out
Got a lil' money but, I'm used to bein without
So act like I won't put your face on the side of Chase
Then take your Bass right off your little designer waist
Can beat you with the hands, but I'm packin just in case
Dice game, n____z sweatin, hopin that I ace
Real n____z f___ with me, thank you if you stuck with me
Now the whole hood, screamin out a n____ company
D-B, L-O-C-K
Still got the turntables right next to the instant replay
First I let you get to know me, now this one here
I'ma let you b____es get to blow me, talk to 'em slowly
f___ bein humble, and f___ the sophomore jinx
I been around since the Benjamins was in the Tunnel
It ain't changed, I seen n____z turn Bryant Gumbel
After that, I done wild out and didn't fumble
I even threw two guns up like I was in the jungle
You will now board, flight number 3-5-4
First class hip-hop, and we landin in hardcore
The music n____z pray to they God for
Y'all n____z judge it yourself
But if you soft and don't do dirt, this music might be bad for your health
Whattup? {*gunshot*}