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Sheek Louch
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I Luv It
(feat. Ghostface Killah)
Intro (Sheek Louch)
Ayo light it up Nigga, where that liquor at
They say you should be thankful for what you got
I said you should be thankful for what I'm not
If this was back then Sheek, niggas is getting shot (D-Block)
Running through these streets like I'm homeless
Single parent my Momma couldn't condone this
I was broke but I felt like I should own this
Verse 1 (Sheek Louch)
Young Nigga, thoughts of getting paid
I was around bad bitches, thoughts of getting laid
Sealed indictments came, houses getting' raid
Niggas straight snitchin' the coke was getting weighed
Lookin' at the Astin my little nigga's is blastin'
Imagine not eating for a month like we fastin'
But Allahuibar from a cop car
Hopin' they don't shoot this popular rap star
Shootin' but love to scuffle
Money in a Louie duffle
Range rover bought a couple
Hater you don't like me fuck you
Love when I be actin' up
Hammer out back em up
Bring his chain on block, my nigga's be crackin' up
Yea I'm on that bullshit, 38 revolver hoe
Smoke weed, drink, pop percs like they Tylenol
Getting money since a kid
Before I signed a record deal
Puff seen it in my eyes, LOX nigga's real for real
Battled everybody, stood outside with a shottie in the bushes
Knew the dope fiends, the addicts and the pushers
10 years in the game, 10 years with the same
D-Block, LOX, a household name nigga
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Hook
I ain't have a near pot to piss in
But a little nigga listen so I figure I'd be getting some dough
I grew up on the block cocaine rocks, dope and weed spots
Them shootin' nigga's lettin' it go
But I love it, I always say that I'll rise up above it
But the streets keep pullin' me in
You can't be mad at me for tryin' to win
Fuck it I love it
Verse 2 (Ghostface Killah)
Running all these red lights
Auntie in the crib half sleep
With a hundred bricks stuffed under her bed right
Nephew never been the same since he held his first pack
Put in little nigga hands
Showed him how to work that
Eatin' shrimp scampi with scallions and medallions on
Two was holding dinner plates, sculptures with them lions on em
Bracelets, all my shooters in Asics
Blunt wraps, with hammers in they holsters, wasted
Political killers with digital peelers to my bros
Butt naked in the box, no daylight fearless
Made the board soon as he put that appeal in
Got denied record longer than the mess hall ceiling
Outdoors still squirtin' in a mouth of whores
BMF credit dirty lawyers still vouchin' for us
Safe deposit boxes, sharp oxes
Murder you, have your dick hanging out your boxers
Hook
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