{Sheek Louch}
Fuck it Im going in
Yo
Let it bang nigga
We dont call the cops
Certified G nigga riding on these blocks
Ain't no rapper you know that ain't listen to the Lox
Ain't a bitch that you know that ain't on one of our cocks
Squares of that raw, half a G
Big ass guns that Im riding with is half the jeep
Im in your house while you layin there half asleep
Come on your block or whatever and I ain't half as deep
Gettin money as a young'in
Im trying to french kiss older bitches as a kid
They wouldn't let me put my tongue in
Now look what I brung in
Rope on my neck is longer and thicker than the ones we got hung in
Put four fingers up
And tuck your thumbs
Salute the God when you see him or when we shootin the one
This ain't for fun, its a full time job
Little bitches like you is them niggas we rob
Jumpin out the SAAB in the 80s
Bear coat, hotter than 380s
Back then our block was like Haiti
You never know who had it
It took a while to find out who ratted
Black radio playing that "Illmatic"
Im just saying Im a Yonkers nigga
You dont compare us to a barrel, long as you know I ain't no trigger
Bang bang muthafuckas its them D-Block boys
All that skinny jean rappin nigga kill that noise
Fuck it Im going in
Yo
Let it bang nigga
We dont call the cops
Certified G nigga riding on these blocks
Ain't no rapper you know that ain't listen to the Lox
Ain't a bitch that you know that ain't on one of our cocks
Squares of that raw, half a G
Big ass guns that Im riding with is half the jeep
Im in your house while you layin there half asleep
Come on your block or whatever and I ain't half as deep
Gettin money as a young'in
Im trying to french kiss older bitches as a kid
They wouldn't let me put my tongue in
Now look what I brung in
Rope on my neck is longer and thicker than the ones we got hung in
Put four fingers up
And tuck your thumbs
Salute the God when you see him or when we shootin the one
This ain't for fun, its a full time job
Little bitches like you is them niggas we rob
Jumpin out the SAAB in the 80s
Bear coat, hotter than 380s
Back then our block was like Haiti
You never know who had it
It took a while to find out who ratted
Black radio playing that "Illmatic"
Im just saying Im a Yonkers nigga
You dont compare us to a barrel, long as you know I ain't no trigger
Bang bang muthafuckas its them D-Block boys
All that skinny jean rappin nigga kill that noise
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