Crazzy

I'ma make the hits, y'all book the shows Aiyyo, bling bling, what's that? Sheek Louch is back Ride, ride, you got my back? Where the heaters at? 12 gauge, tech nines, yo, where the hit 'em at? D block, we got 'em going crazzy, crazzy Aiyyo, who's that looking through my window Blow, y'all motherf**kers know my style Any nigga looking and I'm Daffy Ducking his a*s Beat upside down, straight bucking his a*s Louie bat to his head, roll a truck in his a*s Old man style, bust a bottle, cut 'em wit gla*s Ywah, it can be who? Sheek, the MC Spit hard, the MC, in the yard, the MC I eat dictionaries and spit out little pieces of paper That's why my vocabulary sick Use big words like, s*ck-my-d**k You don't wanna play Louch without entering cheats I'm like Eddie Kane nigga from the Five Heart Beats Coke thicker than ya motherf**king cream of wheats Paper too small nowadays, I write on sheets And I done made so many hits, I'm about to cop cleats Aiyyo, bling bling, what's that? Sheek Louch is back Ride, ride, you got my back? Where the heaters at? 12 gauge, tech nines, yo, where the hit 'em at? D block, we got 'em going crazzy, crazzy Without baking soda, still keep the arm and hammer D block flag waving on the rangest tanner In our jungle, all gorillas keep a banana Spraying dumb, yo heat is old as nana Listen, if you wit us no time for bailing Sheek Louch, D-block, stop Rose like Jalen No bull, nickel plate catch me pailing Scoop big niggaz, put 'em through half the sailing Yeah, I don't care if I sell or not The boy is hot, that be wit a oven glove f**k mainstream, keep me wit gangsta love Street shit, Sheek shit, bring life to tug Ha ha, I'm like new but I been here though Just low, I ain't drop and y'all wanting a show Book it, let the hood in and let me rock Bring the hardest niggaz from ya block, what up Aiyyo, bling bling, what's that? Sheek Louch is back Ride, ride, you got my back? Where the heaters at? 12 gauge, tech nines, yo, where the hit 'em at? D block, we got 'em going crazzy, crazzy I got [unverified] signs, f**k dog, beware the owner Step out, shopping boxes, Lemon Corona Scratching my a*s, hoping that the kids trespa*s One of 'em Vietnam niggaz, my stitch wit hair triggers I'm hot like, 'bout to start breaking you up I feel the earth's a little baller, niggaz shaking me up I'm 'bout to dig inside ya pockets, start caking me up I get coke before, I ever be outside wit a cup And yo what, that's right, the God sick wit it Maybe before but right now the kid Louch forget it I'm the best out right now, spread the news I could write a book, Louch the new Langston Hughes Yellow Playboy nigga, stin Pepe Lepues I don't just clap, Sheek'll make the 4 go off Espionage and all that, like [unverified] Hit the block and make the O's go off, ow