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Thursday, January 6, 2011

Sheek Louch - Silence Like Lasagna (6′7 Freestyle) Lyrics

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Sheek Louch - Silence Like Lasagna (6′7 Freestyle) (feat. Styles P)

Real, real G’s move the silence like lasagna
Real, real G’s move the silence like lasagna
Real, real G’s move the silence like lasagna
Take the trace and tell her baby you can move behind ya
Real, real G’s move the silence like lasagna
Real, real G’s move the silence like lasagna, hit them up
Real, real G’s move the silence like lasagna
Real, real G’s move the silence like lasagna

Hey yo, they’re wanting us to shoot all
Take the bud off, do spoofs that club …
Hops the whole long go instead I pull a dog on
Red carpet nigger lifts the block on
The concrete sheet for the street
Yeah I know him the mighty mighty he block man
She hot, he be 16’s she come with the fan
Any the nigger trying to get me should come with a plan
Cause I … and I ain’t taking a stand, wharrup?

Real, real G’s move the silence like lasagna
Real, real G’s move the silence like lasagna
Real, real G’s move the silence like lasagna
Take the trace and tell her baby you can move behind ya
Real, real G’s move the silence like lasagna
Real, real G’s move the silence like lasagna
Real, real G’s move the silence like lasagna

I don’t give a fuck what, main name wisher from the d block clicking
… be a hustler, I’m a double everything
Any eye given that’s words to my ears and my …
You’re afraid to God if slave it ya,
…used to have hopes and dreams, now it’s … with triple beans with machine gun teams

Real, real G’s move the silence like lasagna
Real, real G’s move the silence like lasagna
Real, real G’s move the silence like lasagna
Take the trace and tell her baby you can move behind ya
Real, real
Real, real
Real, real.

Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Sheek Louch - Dinner Guest Lyrics

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Sheek Louch - Dinner Guest Feat. Jadakiss, Bully, Styles P

[Hook]
Guess whos coming to dinner.. mighty D-block
Guess whos coming to dinner.. mighty mighty D-Block

D-Block- oh-oh-oh-oh D- block

[Sheek Louch]
(louder, louder, yeh, Don Don)
Okay I lyrically ejaculate
I come on tracks go 'head and hate
go inside, run and hide
coz this gon boost the murder rate
Flying with the long behind me
Nickel plate, extra shiny
Got this woman on my tip like they name is Tiny
Every hood, light is up, dark liquor, plastic cup
Sour diesel, hoodie on, gun out like what the f-ck
Porsche turbo, yankee blue, Derek Jeter of his crew
Rosé, feet up, deuce deuce in my shoe
Ten years on radio, ten years on mixtapes
Did deals with everybody, even survived the Puff rape
now I'm all bossed up, watch all glossed up
D block, we hard in the streets, put your signs up

[Hook]

[Jadakiss]
(aha, the one and only, the mighty might)
Money aint shit to me, respect means more to me
We define loyalty
This is rap royalty
Let the fo five off, live for, die for
Hustle is my first love, and the streets my side hoe
Haze then im back to sour
Okay im back in power
Business man nine to five, hooligan after hours
Aint nobody to compare to what we contribute
The bars is like the possession, with intent to strip you

my hand, wrist, ears and neck laid
nothing but straight fire for a decade
im in the polo rounds, polo down,
feelin like when Tony put Manolo down
ya all know who control the town

[Hook]

[Bully]
This is for my Looters and shooters
with them deserts, and rugars and lugers
who was newest to beat, talk to us, huh?
I got 'em don don, fully black armani yan(?)
mi not play wit dem facey boys, shut it down
keep my barrel spinnin, thats why ratty warm
have you marked for death, you're whole family gone
got em pounds of thatgreen we call it the Hawks
D- Block, one time, we call it new york
Get money, hit honeys on the regular
Bully stay in peoples ear like a cellular
Now the World and your girl they all know my name
Got em Trey Songing, Bullys insane

[Styles P]
Never been to Yonkers before neither enterpreneur
And im a monster for sure
Like Godzilla
Shoot is on your death, cut ya deck like a card dealer
Puffin on the lies, spent a buck at the car dealer
They tryna say d block is negative
Any rapper breathing is breathing cause we let em live
i can tell you why these soft suckas mad at me
they can see i got every kind of flags with me
honor flags,? flags, game flags
its a d block, everywhere we bangs at
money long, run long, bullets long
word to your hood, if you got a hood, put it on

[Hook]

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

Sheek Louch - Jungle Music Lyrics

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Sheek Louch - Jungle Music

Donnie, hey yo, come out with the fun, challenge on that
… 50 with me too all black, looking like barac o’donnie
But these women grind on me like my name’s Serany, it’s Serany
… over my eyes, like I’m in disguise, you be looking like I’m moving the piles
Yeah, … ten in the game I still remain the realest
All shooters with me, me and my gorillas what
I’m sick of that jungle brother
Hammers stay on me, word to the mother, … jump that
Grab another oh Jack … sound when it touch
Ac on high, flying on a hutch,
Automatic … with the clutch
Flat screen monitor, everything is touch
… to park leader, lunch with the milk
… smooth as silk
Now I’m all grown, swag off sick
Shades on bit I can see these women on my dick
…break it down right there
They used to sleep on me now I’m the worst nightmare
Donnie … chilling in all my splendor
Money only thing on the agenda like Chris …
You don’t stop, Donnie G, and I’m letting my … caught
I rock rock on and this real talk, …block and we represent New York
I rock rock on and this real talk, …block and we represent New York

Now somebody, somebody, anybody, anybody, everybody, everybody scream
Oh man, guerilla warfare man, volume one.

Saturday, December 4, 2010

Sheek Louch - Party After 2 Lyrics (Ft. Jeremih)

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Sheek Louch - Party After 2 (Ft. Jeremih)

[Sheek - Intro]
Hey, come here baby
I know you aint tired
whaa, what that mean, ay pour a drink
we gon party you with me
Homie bring that in

[Jeremih - Chorus]
I got five sexy women plus some five star love in my house
and on the walls, got Gucci linen
my bartender keep the bottles poppin’ all night, ni-ii-ght
ni-ii-ght, ni-iiii-ght, niiiiight
all night

[Sheek]
I pull up in that Maserati
come inside baby its the after party
what you like, Ciroc? Or the dark Bacardi?
I got a couple dutch’s rolled up
I don’t see the hold up, like that, everybody growed up, we grown
my little chocolate thing, my butter pecan momma
my white girl is hot too and she like Obama
my little asian chick and my Jamaican girl,
wind on me, wind on me
damn cause she love the…ha
my left hand is froze, high got me spillin’ Rose
on her thousand dollar redbottom open toes
I be in the hood, but tonight I’m not
I got the party jumping off in my own spot

[Jeremih - Chorus]
I got five sexy women plus some five star love in my house
and on the walls, got Gucci linen
my bartender keep the bottles poppin’ all night, ni-ii-ght
ni-ii-ght, ni-iiii-ght, niiiiight
all night

[Sheek - Verse 2]
You’re now listening to this lyrical Christening
haters wan’ be dissin’ him casue their baby momma on me
I make the women horny, just the way that I am
D-Block, the way I look up in that black Lam’
chain watch bezel iced out, God Damn!
real, in the hood that’s my fam
I do Patron shots, she like red wine
she looking at me like she ready for her bedtime
they call me Don Don, flow so ridiculous
I like ‘em fat too, come here, are you ticklish?
eat my like a liquorice, or better yet your favourite dish
you think I’m home by myself, hater remember this…

[Jeremih - Chorus]
I got five sexy women plus some five star love in my house
and on the walls, got Gucci linen
my bartender keep the bottles poppin’ all night, ni-ii-ght
ni-ii-ght, ni-iiii-ght, niiiiight
all night

[Jeremih - Bridge]
Cause we don’t stop til it’s gone
stop til it’s gone
so don’t leave me, leave me
the ? burning my soul, ?
don’t leave me, leave me

Oh-oh-okay, thinkin’ ’bout you, blue lingerie
quarter past 2, shawty swing my way
so hit the phone, you can tell it’s on

[Jeremih - Chorus]
I got five sexy women plus some five star love in my house
and on the walls, got Gucci linen
my bartender keep the bottles poppin’ all night, ni-ii-ght
ni-ii-ght, ni-iiii-ght, niiiiight
all night

Thursday, December 2, 2010

Sheek Louch - Nite Falls Lyrics

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Sheek Louch - Nite Falls

Let the wolfs out
He comes to .. again
His skin is darker
Think I’m shopping the .. again
Stash … opened up the rooms again
Party is over
But we ain’t popping over … again
You see the 40 on my waist
They see my face
They’ll be like
a…. noise
when the nite starts to fall
I’m painting this vivid picture
In my private …
The bullets will come to get you
You see … night time to a sunny
Hey man don’t be fucking with my money
They’ll be like
When the nite starts to fall
And where we go from here

Is it safe
Is it .. clear
Is it .. ear
Is it the women in the trunks and the cars
And the jewels on the bodies .. news
I ain’t playing with these fools
They see me they’ll be like
Show off
They see me they’ll be like
As crazy
When the nite starts to fall

Stupid isn’t stupid
He’s going down
Understand how stupid he was
But it’s ironic cause he got a stupid boss
.. super false
.. is your time
When the nite starts to fall

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Sheek Louch - Cocaine Trafficking Lyrics

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Sheek Louch - Cocaine Trafficking Feat Jadakiss & Styles P

Condo south beach, but the mansion’s in the …. X 3
Cocaine trafficking, cocaine trafficking X 2

… come in out my paws
Nigger play rubber grips sticking out my draws
… pouring on their heads
My … bear playing with a dress
Facing my crutch, eyes on my watch, yeah
Way to get these money from

Cocaine trafficking, maybe I just sell it whole sale like Africans
… my hot rod parked on Miami Beach
Parked at the … mall, get your … bitch
It’s a real smart
My Aston Martin, expensive gas
My rear view … future ass
You afraid to blast but Johnny ain’t
I don’t give a flock of … harden the pain
You ain’t no killer, you’re … bush still the same

Condo south beach, but the mansion’s in the …. X 3
… on the wave, donny g in the phantom X 3
Cocaine trafficking, cocaine trafficking X 2

Cocaine trafficking, dolla, dolla, dolla, bills … my south thrill niggers
Flipping on a lot of cruise my … diggers
Always moving white girls thank you so splash him away
Now let the ice thrill
I don’t wanna rap with you rappers but I’ll employ you
I ain’t only moving that girl I’m moving boy too
Yeah I’m lying shit is there right now

Cause half these rappers working for the feds right now
My stained …shall be red right now
White stripes on the hood I put my life on the hood
If it’s coming from Columbia, Peru or Cuba
… give me the word, I’ll shoot you

Condo south beach, but the mansion’s in the …. X 3
… on the wave, donny g in the phantom X 3
Cocaine trafficking, cocaine trafficking X 2

Some say it’s the money cause I just got my pump back
Ten years in the game what’s to see is none of that
Now I’m balling like Shaq, down still gonna wonder that
Black dam is on my chest, used to … a honey sack
58, 58’s messing up my momma’s plate, sorry momma
Now my money’s straight, look how they hate
Condos in Miami, town house in Y.O
Couple shorties in the Bronx, couple more in Ohio
… these girls run upon me like I’m Shawn John
Strip club … the fully dressed or with the dog on
There’s Russian roulette, we ain’t playing poker
I grind hard, you mediocre

Condo south beach, but the mansion’s in the …. X 3
… on the wave, donny g in the phantom X 3
Cocaine trafficking, cocaine trafficking X 2 .

Monday, November 1, 2010

Sheek Louch – Clip Up Lyrics

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Sheek Louch – Clip Up ft. (Ft. Jadakiss)

Gunny, Hey yo Jay wharrup fan, ya ?D block, hey you ready, if you ready go in or what?
Yeah, I clip up the nigger, Johnny, can I get any higher, they say sheep’s on fire
I feel like death jam, just sound starter mayer
I’ve been a g since I was chewin on a pacifier
I keep that nick cannon with me, no Mariah
They say the hood is mine, it’s like the nigger was born against the wind
She … Johhny Frankenstein, my auto-mo is pretty as camorra Amy
Post turbo, bout to get that bitch painty
Lucky Luciana a.k.a. Piano man, used to play with keys
3 or 4 peas, purpose sack luch, (?) oxis
These ol’ niggers with me on a (?)
So I recommend your faggot ass to walk by, we movin money
Touch the sky the (?) the more about the might dollar
Let’s keep it real, ya know the deal
I’m roasting at p.p. all your spill
10 thousand may get you a walkthrough
… and no less depending who you talk to
I came through, cd (?) lights
I’m a wolf, black version of Twilight
These rap nigger’s too thick, they make a plight
This is a rap sticker, I heard your album
But like the city I come back on the (?)
Whatch you know about … gun
Fully automatic on a shoulder with straps on?
(?) extra projects
Who punks that jails the street for (?)
We sorry to say for our toons
D block this is for my toons, cop back
(?). Cop back
(?)
Yeah, broad day no mass off, Nicky Clap
My best customer is a soldier boy at Ricky (?)
Just casino, no spades or pity pay
It’s going down in the hood nigger, plenty action
I’m doing the dishes, you doin some thrashin
My corner mansion, your crew’s relaxing
Guess who win the kitchen? Guess who moving (?)
Public information these are proving facts
They’re fine with the oj’s and down bottom somewhere hot, but no breeze
And dinner with young millionaires, this is o keys, just sit back
Talk shit and blow trees
My outfit’s un-wearable, my shoes don’t fit you
My pain’s unbearable but niggers didn’t listen to my shit
Ain’t hearing ya, I’ve been that nigger dog, you always been terrible
That’s why the label ain’t clear the day you decided to come through

Cop back …
Cop back …

Get actin late from the crooks, (?) wager for (?) apple made the book
Real gangster, all our honeys have to take a look
(?) in the building but they have to take a move
Get at you, look at you, you’re a donny on the hook
I’ma getting money nigger but griming with the jukes
Name the block the is jewelers on
It would be the same block is (?) on
New M5, new (?)
Yeah I’m the boss but I still get my shooter on
Like I care who you around, I take long shots
NBA shoot around, long shots
Get your hommie to pull the hoop around
Get your girl to pull the hoop around
The only thing you’re missing is the glitter
Follow nigger, we ain’t even talk about Twitter

Whatch you know about … gun
Fully automatic on a shoulder with straps on?
(?) extra projects
Who punks that jails the street for (?)
We sorry to say for our toons
D block this is for my toons, cop back
(?). Cop back.