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Turn It Up `Sheek Louch`

[Intro: Sheek Louch] Ok ([Cocoa Channelle:] Ok) Ok ok ok Y.O. where you at? (Oh!) Bronx where you at? (Oh!) Harlem where you at? (Oh!) Brooklyn where you at? ([Cocoa Channelle:] Queens!)

How Many Guns `Sheek Louch`

Whoo, yeah, turn it up Alchemist, you know what to do Bump that, turn it up, whoo Crazy daddy A'yo, why'all niggaz can't fuck with me, my flow's nuclear Fuck for the month I want the verse of the year

I Ain't Forget `Sheek Louch`

Hell yeah, let's get 'em, let's go (Sheek Louch) You get smacked with the hammer nigga play your position 'fore ruger more done set it and you stay in in position (Styles P) Nigga I'll hawk your ass, want

All Fed Up `Sheek Louch`

kids To her momma's for the wee-kend (yeah aight) I know she try to be there for me It's fucked up I got caught cheat-in [Sheek Louch] Aiyyo, I ain't gon' lie, I got weeded all drunk and I cheated After

Get Up Stand Up `Sheek Louch`

Yo, hey yo [Chorus 2X: Sheek and Redman] Get up, stand up - throw your hands up All my thug niggaz throw your motherfuckin hands up Get up, stand up - throw your hands up All y'all pretty bitches throw

Intro `Sheek Louch`

Hey yo B.G., pass my drink my nigga We gon' try this one more time I'm back motherfuckers, get the mac muh'fuckers Pull it out the trunk, clack clack muh'fuckers I told y'all to "Walk Witt Me," dropped

Don't Mean Nuthin' `Sheek Louch`

[Sheek Louch] A'yo four shots let off, black truck sped off Big shit, tryna take a motherfuckin head off A'yo hold up man, let me take why'all back to the beginning Let why'all know what happend that night

Run Up `Sheek Louch`

This beat is to be used, violently - weapons not included Sheek LouchDouble platinum never; still on the grind though Playin my position, watchin behind though D-Block'd out, must I remind yo Benjamins

45 Minutes To Broadway `Sheek Louch`

Oh, oh, we gon' do it like, oh, oh, we gon' do it like, oh, oh We gon' do it like, oh, oh, we gon' do it like Sheek usually white tee thugging, blue steel hugging See me with a chick, most likely be fucking

Street Music `Sheek Louch`

Sheek LouchYo, 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 motherfucker updated

Get Money `Sheek Louch`

it You coulda came with us ma but you blew it Make it hot boo, bring your friend too And drop it like you supposed to, ah-HA!

Devine `Sheek Louch`

Ayo Devine drop that daddy repeat twice Ooh weee, lets get it poppin daddy Uh, yea, lets get it poppin mommy Sheek LouchAyo the moral of the story is We all can't be gloriest Some of us still on our

Mighty D-Block (2 Guns Up) `Sheek Louch`

Can't walk with out lil momma trying to flick it So be it take let your boyfriend see it U.S. gangsta but all my guns be Soviet Jake did it gon' take 'em up to I.D. it Chain hanging out but I ain't talking

Go Hoodlums `Sheek Louch`

> It time. Lock in. [Chorus] Go hoodlums, go thugs All my street niggas, Movin' them drugs.

Kiss Your Ass Goodbye (Feat. Fabolous, Beanie Siegel And TI) `Sheek Louch`

nine is mickle (Damn) The inside tan, the outer pickle (Wooh) The dutch is rolled, the yak is poured (Aight) You running you mouth, I'm gettin you jawed (Ouch) I'm wavin the blade, I'm tellin you back up

Good Love `Sheek Louch`

"I like that baby" Straight in the door, straight to the floor I'm already high but light up one more Just got home I'm tryna chill but I...

J-A-D-A `Sheek`

] Sheek Louch get it popping, this shit don''t stop Got your boobs hitting, shaking in a Halter Top Drizzling out, no shirt, burgandy drop Chain''s bigger than Chuck D and Flava''s clock Yeah

D-Block `Sheek Louch`

Can't walk with out lil momma trying to flick it So be it take let your boyfriend see it U.S. gangsta but all my guns be Soviet Jake did it gon' take 'em up to I.D. it Chain hanging out but I ain't talking

Ten Hut `Sheek Louch`

Sheek Louch is back Ride ride, you got my back? where the heaters at? 12 gauge, tech nines, yo! where the hit em at?

How I Love You `Sheek Louch`

, I love her, fuck it, I love her.

3-5-4 Tarrentino `Sheek Louch`

, I love her, fuck it, I love her.

Pain `Sheek Louch`

came wit thugs Sheek LouchAyo I droped pain on 'em, switched the game on 'em Whoever out there hot I'mma rein 'em I see niggas slowin down I'mma gain on 'em No beef but fuck it put his brain on 'em Uh

Pressure `Sheek Louch`

Girl singingWhat do we do Ooooooh - what do we do, what do we do Pressure, pressure - what do we do to do Sheek LouchLet's go They say they want me to chill How you rappin is like you sayin to go out and

Maybe If I Sing `Sheek Louch`

Sheek Louch50 you a rat, you a coward, you a snitch You a bitch motherfucker now hear this {tch-tch BOOM} All you talk about is money and sales What you need to talk about is all them niggas that you

On The Road Again `Sheek Louch`

No more lookin back now nigga It is what it is bitch, I'm ready Hook: Sheek LouchFor the road again - I got my money, my passport My gun is loaded, nigga I'm ready For the road again - I got my weed, a

Ready4War (Album Version (Explicit)) `Sheek Louch`

try to stay up in my lane, I just got off the plane ? If ain't in the hood it means I'm beyond I'll still be in the front in front of my store. ? tell them be black to the death, yeah! ?

Party After 2 (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. Jeremih) `Sheek Louch`

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 niiight niiight niiiiight niiiiight all night I pull up in that

One Name `Sheek Louch`

(For the grown and sexy) That's what they say Sheek LouchHey yo, let's walk baby, and talk baby You know where I'm from (New York baby) You look good enough to put you on a fork baby You got them other

OK `Sheek Louch`

fakin hold the hammer steadily baby No shakin you still wanted to pop off Until I come through slow with the top off You ain't real you just a knock off Y'all ain't sick that's just a light light cough Sheek

Walk Witt Me `Sheek Louch`

babies crying, mama a'int dying Papa live at home, he got a steady job Everybody fall, he don't gotta rob [CHORUS] Walk with me talk with me Some times I just sit and think You know it's hard to express it