Damage Is Done Sheek Louch (Ft. DJ Kay Slay & Shoota)
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[Intro: Sheek Louch & Others]
It's ya boy Sheek Louch [?] what up? (Shit)
Y'know what I'm sayin', RPS fam, what up?
Shit, [?] family, King Phaze, Sheek, [?], Kay Slay
G.U.N. Productions on the beat (ayo)
I mean, what we talkin' for, you know what you done said (Yeah tell 'em)
Yeah tell 'em
You know what you done did (Murda gang shooters)
Now deal with it
You live by that shit, now die by that shit (Kay Slay n[]a, Mr. E)
[Verse 1: Sheek Louch]
N[]as hate on me, that just make me stronger (Shit)
Make me rhyme harder
[?] make my money longer
Damage on collateral (Uh-huh)
Birds [?] lateral
D-Block is powerful
Bitch [?] (Street sweeper)
[?] green air max
Just landed out in lax (L.A.)
Used to have the 100 packs
Now I count a thousand stacks
Louie on my belt buckle (Uh-huh)
Pinkie ring on my knucklе
Would make her knees buckle
Shе wanna give me head (Shit)
Soft n[]as come to me with beats so I can dent in it (Oh what?)
[?] off the a-hole, shooters on my payroll (Uh-huh)
Bitches on my dick when I spit that COOL J flow (Cool [?])
Smooth as a cello, these pills make me feel Lala son, a lil' melo
You ain't fuckin' with this fellow (Woo)
[?], late night, I eat like it's Ramadan (Uh-huh)
Sex money marathon, [?] as a lubraton
Beef come let's get it on (Shit), beef come let's get it on (Shit)
It's ya boy Sheek Louch [?] what up? (Shit)
Y'know what I'm sayin', RPS fam, what up?
Shit, [?] family, King Phaze, Sheek, [?], Kay Slay
G.U.N. Productions on the beat (ayo)
I mean, what we talkin' for, you know what you done said (Yeah tell 'em)
Yeah tell 'em
You know what you done did (Murda gang shooters)
Now deal with it
You live by that shit, now die by that shit (Kay Slay n[]a, Mr. E)
[Verse 1: Sheek Louch]
N[]as hate on me, that just make me stronger (Shit)
Make me rhyme harder
[?] make my money longer
Damage on collateral (Uh-huh)
Birds [?] lateral
D-Block is powerful
Bitch [?] (Street sweeper)
[?] green air max
Just landed out in lax (L.A.)
Used to have the 100 packs
Now I count a thousand stacks
Louie on my belt buckle (Uh-huh)
Pinkie ring on my knucklе
Would make her knees buckle
Shе wanna give me head (Shit)
Soft n[]as come to me with beats so I can dent in it (Oh what?)
[?] off the a-hole, shooters on my payroll (Uh-huh)
Bitches on my dick when I spit that COOL J flow (Cool [?])
Smooth as a cello, these pills make me feel Lala son, a lil' melo
You ain't fuckin' with this fellow (Woo)
[?], late night, I eat like it's Ramadan (Uh-huh)
Sex money marathon, [?] as a lubraton
Beef come let's get it on (Shit), beef come let's get it on (Shit)
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