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letra de what what - sheek louch

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[intro]
yeah, it’s a new beginnin’
but e’rything still the same

[hook]
if you love it in the hood, my n-ggas, then say (what, what!)
if you like getting money, my n-ggas, then say (what, what!)
if you running from them boys, my n-ggas, then say (what, what!)
but your guns is out ’cause you gon’ have to catch me (what, what, what, what!)
if you love it in the hood, my n-ggas, then say (what, what!)
if you like getting money, my n-ggas, then say (what, what!)
if you running from them boys, my n-ggas, then say (what, what!)
but your guns is out ’cause you gon’ have to catch me (what, what, what, what!)
(ayo grease, let’s go daddy!)

[verse 1: sheek louch]
i got my back all in it, d-block inside
got my mac all in it, i ain’t leave it in the ride
see my face wolf a n-gga, no barber, no shower
just heavy pushin’ n-gga, mad weed and liquor
we don’t hide from you homie, we just get up and we go
one cigarette, orange juice, one b-tter roll
e’rybody know my name, b-tches on my d-ck
police loopin’ back around ’cause they think they sl!ck
’cause i got heavy ammunition, three birds on the seat
but i’m just goin’ here to there, i ain’t tryna draw heat
’cause i got somethin’ on my waist, somethin’ under the hood
motherf-cker i’m good for a high speed chase, tell ’em
[hook]
if you love it in the hood, my n-ggas, then say (what, what!)
if you like getting money, my n-ggas, then say (what, what!)
if you running from them boys, my n-ggas, then say (what, what!)
but your guns is out ’cause you gon’ have to catch me (what, what, what, what!)
if you love it in the hood, my n-ggas, then say (what, what!)
if you like getting money, my n-ggas, then say (what, what!)
if you running from them boys, my n-ggas, then say (what, what!)
but your guns is out ’cause you gon’ have to catch me (what, what, what, what!)
(okay, you know the name n-gga, bully, b-tch!)

[verse 2: bully]
i’m a money go-getter, you a light dough spender
i’m barry bonds of rap, you ice cold n-gga
county on my ass, feds and the task
caprice, doin’ a hundred but only 80 on the dash
pounds in the trunk, burner and a brick
too $hort b-tches on my oakland sh-t
i got love in the hood, for my thugs in the hood
got my bottom b-tch with me, she got the snub in the hood
n-ggas talk reckless, i tell ’em “boy listen here
you gon’ need more than magic to make me disappear”
system in the caprice, soundin’ all crystal clear
knockin’ silverback (gorilla!), frontin’ like we switchin’ gears

[hook]
if you love it in the hood, my n-ggas, then say (what, what!)
if you like getting money, my n-ggas, then say (what, what!)
if you running from them boys, my n-ggas, then say (what, what!)
but your guns is out ’cause you gon’ have to catch me (what, what, what, what!)
if you love it in the hood, my n-ggas, then say (what, what!)
if you like getting money, my n-ggas, then say (what, what!)
if you running from them boys, my n-ggas, then say (what, what!)
but your guns is out ’cause you gon’ have to catch me (what, what, what, what!)
[verse 3: sheek louch]
black tops, red tops, clear backs, e pills
ranges, coupe devilles, comin’ through on big wheels
hat low, my n-ggas rowdy as they wanna be
blunt lit, stupid b-tch, get from in front of me
sheek louch homie, now i got a street buzz
song’s hot, just like when “everyday i’m hustlin” was
down south heavy but new york is where i rest at
white tee, hover mu’f-ckers wear a vest at
late night, pop the trunk, party over here, hoe
drink up, smoke some’, that’s what it’s there for
hood love, love that, love money, love rap
love fiends who love crack, dope boy and all that

[hook]
if you love it in the hood, my n-ggas, then say (what, what!)
if you like getting money, my n-ggas, then say (what, what!)
if you running from them boys, my n-ggas, then say (what, what!)
but your guns is out ’cause you gon’ have to catch me (what, what, what, what!)
if you love it in the hood, my n-ggas, then say (what, what!)
if you like getting money, my n-ggas, then say (what, what!)
if you running from them boys, my n-ggas, then say (what, what!)
but your guns is out ’cause you gon’ have to catch me (what, what, what, what!)

[outro]
hahaha, ah…

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