Sheek Louch - Street Music Lyrics


Sheek Louch Lyrics

Street Music Lyrics
[helicopter flies overhead]

There comes a time, in every man's life
When he gon' have to decide, who he f*ckin with
Who you f*ckin with? Them niggaz don't care about you
Them niggaz don't give a f*ck about you
Why you rappin like that? This street music!

[Sheek Louch]
Yo, let's, talk about it what; Sheek can throw
the fiend on a nigga guarantee he won't walk up out it
No no, nickel-plated uhh; kinda old
but the muzzle them usin make this motherf*cker updated
Puh-puh, nigga please; if a nigga had your son
and had him lookin down you wouldn't even squeeze
Uh uhh, I don't know; I don't wanna hear about
the money that you had, or what you did a long time ago
Yo yo the hood is mine; I don't gotta sell a lot
I just live off more points than the porcupines
Uh uhh, feel me cousin? Sheek been a problem
before this D-Block shit started buzzin
Some are sayin - no he wasn't, he turned sick
With that women in your family can suck my dick
And I've been red hot every since; I ain't sayin I'm the best
Muh'f*cker, I'm just workin with some sense

[Chorus: Sheek Louch]
This is that blood, crip, latin king shit, every hustler pushin a whip
Street music - what? [x4]
This is that blood, crip, latin king shit, every hustler pushin a whip
Street music - what? [x4]

[Sheek Louch]
Y'all niggaz so sweet, Sheek so street
From the doo rag on my head to the sneakers on my feet
The heart in my chest, black on my flesh
And I swear to my son, I'll leave this shit a mess
I do it for the yard, where most of my squad
is sittin in a cell, goin through hell
And every frontin nigga got a story to tell
Bye bye nigga, doves fly nigga
The hardest nigga spittin came from Bed-Stuy nigga
After that was Sheek, some say it was Jigga
I got loyalty; I ain't a king to none of this shit
But I swear, on the streets I'm royalty
Kinda scary ain't it? You don't wanna be
That's why the hood treat you colder than the A&P
I throw my fists up - but it ain't for black power
It's for any motherf*cker that gets up

[Chorus]

[Sheek Louch]
Niggaz don't wanna buh-bug bang with me
Cause 9 out 10 when you see me I got the muh'f*ckin thangs with me
F*ck it put 'em up; muh'f*cker put your guns in the air
If you with me nigga hold 'em up
Ruh ruh rowdy ain't it; I ain't afraid to go to war
and have a nigga white tee, like you fingerpaint it
Every hood got 'em, kinda hard to spot 'em
Once I'm there about to tell you what nigga shot him
What the f*ck is up? I ain't nuttin up
Niggaz hard 'til they leakin through they button up
Get at my crew, whatever nigga who
You don't need a flight to be all JetBlue
Understand me nigga - if it happens, it happens
But I ain't really a Grammy nigga
Sheek spit rage; y'all don't want me to win nuttin
I'm bringin the whole Block on the stage

[Chorus]


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