Sheek Louch, Ghostface Killah - I Luv It lyrics
[Sheek Louch, Ghostface Killah - I Luv It lyrics]
Ayo light it up nigga, where that liquor at?
They said 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 love you ma) i was broke
But I felt like I should own this
Young nigga, thoughts of getting paid
I was around bad bitches
Thoughts of getting laid (yeah)
Still indictments king, houses getting raid
Niggas straight snitching
The coke was getting weighed (woo)
Looking at the Aston
My little niggas was blasting (yeah)
Imagine not eating for a full month
Like we fasting (Hah)
But Allahu Akbar from a cop car
Hoping they won't shoot a popular rap star
Shooting, but love the scuffle
Money in a Louis duffle
Range Rover, what a couple
Hating, you don't like me? Fuck you
Love when I be acting up
Hammer out back them up
Bring his chain on the block
My niggas be cracking up
(let me see that shit)
Yeah I'm on my bullshit, 38 revolver hoe
Smoke weed, drink, pop percs
Like they're Tylenol (so what)
Getting money since a kid
Before I signed a record deal
Puff seen it in my eyes, LOX niggas real
For real battled everybody
Stand outside with the shotty in the bushes
Knew the dope fiends and the
Addicts and the pushers
Ten years in the game
Ten years with the same
D-Block, LOX, a household name
I ain't had a pot to piss in
But a lil' nigga listen
So I figured I be getting some dough (yeah)
Grew up on the block, cocaine rock
Dope and weed spots
Them shooting niggas letting it go (D-Block)
But, I love it
I always say that I'll rise up above it
But the streets keep pulling me in (yeah)
You can't be mad at me for trying to win
(niggas gonna go in)
How the fuck did I love this?
Running all these red lights
Auntie in the crib, half asleep
With a hundred brick stacked under her right
Never been the same
Since he held his first pack
Put it in a little nigga hands
Show them how to work that
Eating shrimp scampi with scallions
And medallions on
Cubans on the dinner plates
Sculpture with them lions on them
Bracelets, all my shooters in Asics
Blunt rats, so hammers in their holsters
Wasted political killers
With digital pillars till my
Bro's butt naked in the box
Don't daylight feel us?
Made the board as soon as
He put down appealing
Got that nine record longer than
A mess hall ceiling
Outdoors, still squirting in the
Mouth of whores bMF credit dirty
Lawyers still vouching for us
Safe deposit boxes, sharp oxes murder you
Have your dick hanging out your boxers
I ain't had a pot to piss in
But a lil' nigga listen
So I figured I be getting some dough (yeah)
Grew up on the block, cocaine rock
Dope and weed spots
Them shooting niggas letting it go (D-Block)
But, I love it
I always say that I'll rise up above it
But the streets keep pulling me in (yeah)
You can't be mad at me for trying to win
How the fuck did I love this?
They said 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 love you ma) i was broke
But I felt like I should own this
Young nigga, thoughts of getting paid
I was around bad bitches
Thoughts of getting laid (yeah)
Still indictments king, houses getting raid
Niggas straight snitching
The coke was getting weighed (woo)
Looking at the Aston
My little niggas was blasting (yeah)
Imagine not eating for a full month
Like we fasting (Hah)
But Allahu Akbar from a cop car
Hoping they won't shoot a popular rap star
Shooting, but love the scuffle
Money in a Louis duffle
Range Rover, what a couple
Hating, you don't like me? Fuck you
Love when I be acting up
Hammer out back them up
Bring his chain on the block
My niggas be cracking up
(let me see that shit)
Yeah I'm on my bullshit, 38 revolver hoe
Smoke weed, drink, pop percs
Like they're Tylenol (so what)
Getting money since a kid
Before I signed a record deal
Puff seen it in my eyes, LOX niggas real
For real battled everybody
Stand outside with the shotty in the bushes
Knew the dope fiends and the
Addicts and the pushers
Ten years in the game
Ten years with the same
D-Block, LOX, a household name
I ain't had a pot to piss in
But a lil' nigga listen
So I figured I be getting some dough (yeah)
Grew up on the block, cocaine rock
Dope and weed spots
Them shooting niggas letting it go (D-Block)
But, I love it
I always say that I'll rise up above it
But the streets keep pulling me in (yeah)
You can't be mad at me for trying to win
(niggas gonna go in)
How the fuck did I love this?
Running all these red lights
Auntie in the crib, half asleep
With a hundred brick stacked under her right
Never been the same
Since he held his first pack
Put it in a little nigga hands
Show them how to work that
Eating shrimp scampi with scallions
And medallions on
Cubans on the dinner plates
Sculpture with them lions on them
Bracelets, all my shooters in Asics
Blunt rats, so hammers in their holsters
Wasted political killers
With digital pillars till my
Bro's butt naked in the box
Don't daylight feel us?
Made the board as soon as
He put down appealing
Got that nine record longer than
A mess hall ceiling
Outdoors, still squirting in the
Mouth of whores bMF credit dirty
Lawyers still vouching for us
Safe deposit boxes, sharp oxes murder you
Have your dick hanging out your boxers
I ain't had a pot to piss in
But a lil' nigga listen
So I figured I be getting some dough (yeah)
Grew up on the block, cocaine rock
Dope and weed spots
Them shooting niggas letting it go (D-Block)
But, I love it
I always say that I'll rise up above it
But the streets keep pulling me in (yeah)
You can't be mad at me for trying to win
How the fuck did I love this?