No Selfies The LOX

[Intro: Sheek Louch]
D-Block!! Ayo Glazer!
Ayo ayo U-Neek (Where that liquor at son?)
Sometimes you gotta grab one of these break beats real quick
And just body that shit you nah mean?
New York style, ayo 'Kiss, ayo Styles!

[Verse 1: Sheek Louch]
You muh'fuckers know I'm travelin' the globe
And I rock like I'm rhymin' in the Rogue
Breakdancing in the strobe (WOO!)
Pop lockin', Glock poppin', black stockin'
Yankee hat low, we in here, club rockin (D-Block!!!)
Smokin' like a chimney (chimney)
Smokin' like I'm in a pool piff for niggas to come get me
Get me?! Thirty on my wrist boy (yeah!)
Crash the whip, two hundred on my next tour (woo!)
Fuck we need to talk about?! (HA!)
It’s no talkin when the muh'fuckin guns is out
Can't rap with your muh'fuckin lung out
I-G ain't the same with your tongue out
Ch'yeah! We murderers, nigga
Mighty mighty D-Block, yeah you heard of us, nigga (no doubt)
My money ain't the same youngin (no)
I could Throw It In The Bag like Fab said at Tiffany stores (okay)
I could pull up in a boat on any one of these shores
I still got the money from my last three tours
S-s-s-sell merch make a hundred back
Sold crack, had to run like a runnin' back (Donnie!!!)
I'm sorry your honor
I'm married to the streets, so I married 'juana (let's go!)
Blow sum'n or get rich nigga!!!
And stop takin' selfies you bitch nigga!!!!