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[Sheek Louch]
Aiyyo Poobs let's go n*gga - ahh, woo!
Ayyyo, I said I'm sicker than yo' average
One up in yo' cabbage and leave you there
I only brought the revolver here, no shells
Throw the jacks away I ain't talkin on cells
Get low, get a hoe, tell her where to go
f*ck her 'til her pus*y sore, make her watch the door
I said I'm sicker than yo' average
Pump in the baby carriage, no fear
Nine in the Build-a-Bear, listen here homey
I said I'm sicker than yo' average
If I don't know homey I'ma f*ck up his marriage
Get head from her, get a little bread from her
Put c*m stains in his Hummer, listen dawg
I said I'm sicker than yo' average
You ain't know Sheek was a muh'f*ckin savage
That's why I don't mingle, cause when I get a tingle
I turn into a wolf (AOWWW) ski-mask time
E'rything I see around your neck that's mine
I leave a n*gga white tee red on up
I only shoot from the head on up (WHAT) nuttin else dawg
I said I'm sicker than yo' average
Sheek Louch..

("Yo Louch")
Yo ("C'mon now, stop playin with these n*ggas")
Say no more
f*ck a shank I'm open, clappers get to loadin
Leave the burners smokin runnin tryin to tuck it in
All black n*ggas tryin to figure what the f*ck I'm in
The Haze farmer, the leather bomber, the long shank
I throw "Gasoline" on b*tches like Daddy Yank'
Suck my di*k if you ain't my clique
I should c*m out your mouth if you ain't no chick
b*tch, I'm too itchy, I need foot powder for my hands
I make clam chowder quick out one of your mans
In the hood we don't care about you
You ain't nuttin to my n*ggas, we don't hear about you
You hear (BRRAP BRRAP) yeah that's my n*ggas comin through
You hear shots fired, probably D-Block n*ggas too
The egg crate sittin on top of the trey-eight
Everything cool but you can tell that I can't wait
To jump into his chest, or jump into his vest
Either one I don't know why he wan' jump into this mess
Yes, let it go down, once and for all
I just hope y'all n*ggas ready to brawl, let's go
{*wolf howls*}