[Intro: The L.O.X.]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
What up Looch (What up, what up D-Block)
We did it again shocks, no doubt
Yeah (It's The Lox!) Still, ain't nothin' changed (Still a ghost)
It's still a ghost baby (Come on, what's up, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You see me don't say shit nigga (Grab ya burner and bust off)
What (Uh huh, uh huh) yo, hey yo...
[Verse 1: Sheek Louch]
You know that motherfucker Sheek Louch is a gladiator
Like Russell Crowe, with my heat in a rad-iator
I come through slow you out there I'm lettin' it go
I got fire for ya ducks you want lissome dro
That's why I ain't got mercy for pigs
Off the roof, I let shit parachute to their wigs and their kids
I treat their face like I'm goin' to my safe
Ten to the left, six to the right (Ha ha)
240 pounds and I ain't tryin' to fight
And they don't make cuffs strong enough to lock me in
And your vest ain't thick enough to stop all ten
The sergeant be callin' up ya next-of-kin
But FUCK THAT my guns gotta speech problem
They stutter when they spit
Go through you when they hit
My shit ain't got no manners
Chromed out sniper rifle with the tank bananas, uh uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
What up Looch (What up, what up D-Block)
We did it again shocks, no doubt
Yeah (It's The Lox!) Still, ain't nothin' changed (Still a ghost)
It's still a ghost baby (Come on, what's up, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You see me don't say shit nigga (Grab ya burner and bust off)
What (Uh huh, uh huh) yo, hey yo...
[Verse 1: Sheek Louch]
You know that motherfucker Sheek Louch is a gladiator
Like Russell Crowe, with my heat in a rad-iator
I come through slow you out there I'm lettin' it go
I got fire for ya ducks you want lissome dro
That's why I ain't got mercy for pigs
Off the roof, I let shit parachute to their wigs and their kids
I treat their face like I'm goin' to my safe
Ten to the left, six to the right (Ha ha)
240 pounds and I ain't tryin' to fight
And they don't make cuffs strong enough to lock me in
And your vest ain't thick enough to stop all ten
The sergeant be callin' up ya next-of-kin
But FUCK THAT my guns gotta speech problem
They stutter when they spit
Go through you when they hit
My shit ain't got no manners
Chromed out sniper rifle with the tank bananas, uh uh
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