Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: Sheek LouchНазвание : Turn it UpДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : rap hip-hop east coast rap d-block hip hop rap hip-hop east coast rap d-block hip hop Видео:
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Alchemist, you know what to do Bump that, turn it up, whoo Crazy daddy [Sheek Louch] A`yo, y`all niggaz can`t fuck with me, my flow`s nuclear Fuck for the month I want the verse of the year I straighten shit out, you could put me in ya hair Perm-like bars, burn like scars, cooked up flow in a Pyrex jar Naw, I ain`t the new millennium raw, Kool G. or K.R. I`m just doin me, Sheek Louch a motherfuckin hot MC Don`t get it twis`, don`t get add to my fuck you list, unless you a bitch Cause I ain`t got time, I`m not near rich We could let it drop or we could let it pop Make your decision `fore I make my incision Head on collision, head-body division Spirit fly away like a motherfuckin pigeon Take that to your grave, y`all niggaz behave [Chorus] Yeah, D-Block is knockin, turn it up We got it poppin, turn it up We comin for y`all, turn it up Niggaz they droppin, turn it up We got the streets locked, turn it up If it`s beef let your heat cock, turn it up Welcome to D-Block, turn it up Cause we don`t fuck around [Sheek Louch] What, that nigga Sheek is the truth You would think he had a stripper inside how he go hard in the booth Lazer on the roof, squeeze off then poof Presto magic, like where did his chest go? Think not homie, got a ziploc on me Of that sticky icky in the pocket of my dickie Just drunk a half of sixty, kinda bended Hat low, knockin, bout to fuck up the rented I`m a general, I stepped up from a liutenant This is D-Block, join us, don`t get offended Cause I ain`t lettin up and you ain`t lettin off Plus I already know that most of y`all is soft The hood love me, put it in the air for me And boy cop mixtapes if they don`t hear from me Got cake but occasionally you catch me bummy I`m too smart on the streets you fuckin dummy [Chorus] [Sheek Louch] A`yo, real niggaz relate to me Jealous niggaz can`t wait to send the shell of a tray-eight through me Don`t miss cause it`s uh-oh like Lumi Sun out, Sheek make the sky get gloomy I bail it all to you, I give you my life I write it in ink or blood, nigga pass my knife I`m takin it there, even if they give me the chair I`m blacked out in the gear, Huey new in the wear My fist stuck screamin black power I ain`t gon lie, that shit could wash off in the shower Cause I don`t care what color you are Nigga clap at the kid, the kid tryna levitate your car I`m not a star I`m a nigga that`ll issue the star I`m that nigga wit his hammer on him, at the bar Sheek a straight up crook who got you shook A`yo Alchemist, bring in the hook Let`s go [Chorus] | Похожие исполнители:
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