Sheek Louch Dont Mean Nuthin Lyrics

[Jadakiss:] Yeah
[Sheek:] Uh Huh, D Block
[Jadakiss:] D Block, You with me Louch?
[Sheek:] You know it my n____
[Jadakiss:] Yeah I know
[Sheek:] Yeah
[Jadakiss:] You know why we do this right?
[Sheek:] Why's that dog?
[Jadakiss:] Make these n____z feel us all the time, everytime
[Sheek:] Walk wit us
[Jadakiss:] Are we the best or what?
[Sheek:] Who the f___ else

[Sheek]

Yo, we do nuthin', we are nuthin' (true)
I ain't pullin' my blade if I won't scar nuthin'
I ain't pullin' my gun if I won't shoot s___, that's useless (why would I do that)
I'll kill ya whole family, that's ruthless (you p____ n____)
You could die n____
I ain't droppin a tear, I ain't thinkin twice n____, you ain't my n____
(you ain't my n____)
I don't smoke with you, drink with you, eat with you (uh uh)
I got a problem with you, I'mma let the heat whistle
This is real s___, n____ I peel s___ (tell em')
I'm harder than concrete and steel mixed (who's better)
I wanna kill n____z (kill em)
You think it's part of the verse, it's part of the curse, and I don't really
feel n____z (I don't feel y'all)
They say stop the viloence, but I gotta join in it (I'm gonna join in it)
I'm in the hooptie with 3 Ki's a boy in it
This is pay day, f___ what they say (f___ em')
D Block, grab your handguns and A-K's

[Chorus 2x:]

Bang that s___ off, clap that kid up
Stomp that kid out, don't let him get up
Any block frontin', gon' wet that s___ up
It don't mean nuthin' to me!

[J Hood:] Yeah! What up! D Block!

[Verse 2]

[J Hood]

Yo yo, ayo, ayo yo

Yo its the baby faced gangster, product of my enviornment
Hoodied up, stickin your grandfather for his retirement (what up!)
Talkin super hard when I know that you b____-made (f__got)
Stab ya a__ in the espohigus with a switchblade
Take it out and straight saw off your ribcage (all that)
Pour gasoline on the matress where your kids lay
J Hood, D Block, respect the name and the click (D Block!)
Whoever ain't feelin' this song could suck my d___
Garbage bag around your brother head, smother him out
To make sure he don't survive, n____, I'm snubbin him out (b____!)
Make you drink a bottle of Chlorox, hit you with four shots
They can't determine the cause of your death in your autops'
You scared? Don't come outside, the streets is serious (stay home)
My ribs touchin, I'm starvin', trigger happy, and furious
We could do it whenever, wherever, n____ set a date (what up!)
remember to ask the doc if he could replace your face (b____!)

[Chorus 2x]

[Jadakiss:] Uh huh, yeah, what, haha! Yeah, uh huh, yeah, uh, yeah

[Verse 3]

[Jadakiss]

Ayo, kill one of mine, I'mma kill one of yours (that's right)
It ain't bitin' for base, but they still want it raw (you know it)
Y'all n____z think y'all do dirt, we do it more (more)
My man turned 14 shirts into a store (you got it!)
Now you could get it from us, we got enough of it (uh huh)
The dead president dope Chris Tucker was f___in' with
There's 2 things, ether the jail or the cemetary (yeah)
Hammers and the Hawks is on the itinorary (what)
Anywhere, any block, clap any iron (any iron)
And beat n____z 'till you can't identify em'
D Block my n____ (uh huh)
To the n____z on cure perscription and Ki-lock my n____ (got ya)
What, it don't mean nuthin' (nuthin)
And you got the rights to bang a n____ wherever you want if he frontin' (yeah)
We done starved together and burned some scriller
Now we doin' it again, it's your turn gorilla (doin' it again baby!)

[Chorus 2x]

[Verse 4]

[Sheek]

Uh, you want it with who? (huh?)
You can't be talkin' to Louch or none of his crew (never)
We poppin' you quick (yeah)
Put big knives in you, b____, get off our d___ (get off our d___)
White Air's and white T's get filthy quick
And we ain't caughin' or sneezin', but the camp is sick (haha)
Uh, stop frontin', y'all don't wanna pull triggers (nah)
Lifetime, s__ In the City a__ n____z (yeah)
Spit it for the hood and the gritty a__ n____z (uh)
Put big scars on the pretty a__ n____z (yeah)
I'll pull up wit a hooptie at a black tie affair
And smack the f___ out a boozie n____ like a bear (come here b____)
Crime don't pay, who the f___ said that? (huh?)
How much you think I'm gettin' for his chain, where my gat?
n____ act up, I'll let it rip in his back (brattt!)
You know who it is from coast to coast (who)
Thug n____z keep clappin' ya toast
What up!?

[Chorus 2x]

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