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Sheek Louch - D-Block/Dipset ft.

D-Block, Hell Rell & Jim Jones

[RATE PLEASE][Silverback Gorilla]

LYRICS:

[Sheek Louch]

Ayo back off the boat, Unload the dope

Untie the rope, This is not soap

Get it out the water, Complete my order

Get it down to Florida, Sheek's so smarter

Before only count to ten like a kindergarder

I got no patience, I don't like waitin'

See my homey in the rear, Say hello to Satan

I'm that blatant, Y'all can keep hatin'

Cuz I'll take a bitch out without datin'

You know what I'm skilled in

Keep the guns and the coke in the trump buildin'

Keep the deers and the raccoon around my children

Give'm fresh air, Kinda mad but the school system best there

And I'm still a thug keep the white tee

Over the banana incase one of these gorillas bug

D-Block Dipset get ya shit plugged

[Chorus]

[Styles P] D-Block

[Jim Jones] DipSet, Dipset

[Styles P] D-Block hawk work, heat cooked

[Jim Jones] Bang on a nigga

[Styles P] Big money, Hotels, Fast cars, Mad women, Liquor drinks' weed smoke

[Jim Jones] Hang on a nigga

[Styles P] D-Block

[Jim Jones] DipSet, Dipset

[Styles P] D-Block hawk work, heat cooked

[Jim Jones] Bang on a nigga

[Styles P] Big money, Hotels, Fast cars, Mad women, Liquor drinks' weed smoke

[Jim Jones] Hang on a nigga

[Jim Jones]

On the way to Fifteenth as I speed up Eigth Y'all

High off the drug make me see it like Ray Charles

Night on the block blowin' weed with my shades on

Bang, stop fuckin', Fuck you get ya ace on

Nah but they don't do it like we do

Pull up to the hood but the roof is all see through

So is my trial gettin' closa

Down in Miami puttin miles on the Rosta

Feds got mommy's child on the posta

But I ain't gon' snitch, Not on my Cosa Nostra

I'm out on bail, But I'm livin' it up

Until the day I get nailed, I ain't givin' a fuck

You gotta find me guilty. New York's most wanted

Tearin' up the streets in a Porcshe gettin' blunted

In and out of court with my lawyer

Goons outside, Somethin' sporty with a spoiler

[Chorus]

[Hell Rell]

Bout to wrap them things up all I need is some plastic

Got ya suit and tie ready, All you need is ya casket

Half a million off of dope and I'm still in the hood fella

Niggas respect me like uncle Paulie in Goodfellas

And whoever you get ya coke from I'm their supplier

Homey I watch the Wire, Nigga you wear the wire

Hop out the ferrari spyda

Cock it back then put two in his Ed Hardy visor

It's mister Ruger nigga

I made my money off of crack spots and hood extortions

Fuck cars, I'm about to have a bullet auction

Goin' once, Goin' twice

Sold to the nigga who think he tough cuz he hard cuz he on home parole

[Jadakiss]

Yeah listen cocksuckers I got bullets for each of you

If nothin' else at least I know my dreams is reachable

People say I changed but I think I'm the same brother

DB 9 in the Vanquish is the same colour

Potato salad white, Them haters gotta fight

The scrilla is on stash the weight is outta sight

Dope money to rap money, Still on the same route

I ain't miss a game since T-Bo came out

Way under the radar, Stay offroad

I'm on the side gettin' haze and the yay off slow

I'm the studio right now in playoff mode

Work till' you die, Never take a day off yo

Yeah

[Chorus]