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  • Artist: Sheek Louch
  • Song Title: 3-5-4 (Tarrentino)
  • Album: Walk Witt Me

[Sheek Louch]
A'yo four shots let off, black truck sped off
Big s**t, tryna take a motherf**kin head off

A'yo hold up man, let me take y'all back to the begining
Let y'all know what happend that night, listen
I don't even know these n****z hangin in front
Usually we woulda been asked them what do they want
What they came here for, this is 354
What you tryna get some gas or some s**t from the store
But nobody asked these motherf**kers what do they want
It was bitin, mad traffic, the first of the month
It was me, Chep, Bizzy and Hit
B.G. and Lickalone and yeah I think Earth was there and s**t
And a few other n****z in and out of the buildin
Tryin to catch every sell but not to children
Got a sixty of that yack in the store in the back
Chep about to go home and get more of his pack
Jake ain't f**kin wit us, what's the miracle
N****z moms ex heads now turn spiritual
Wanna preach to us talk about Christ
And how f**k sand, how he could bring the beach to us
That's when I noticed n****z still outside
Hoody on with some shades like they tryna hide
So I cocked the hammer then I walked to 'em
No beef, just a friendly little talk to 'em
Listen

[Sheek:] Here we go, yo whaddup money?
[Guy:] Yo whaddup
[S:] What y'all n****z waitin for somebody or somethin?
[G:] Yeah, why?
[S:] Nah nah, I'm sayin y'all n****z got on big hoodies and s**t
Yaknahmean? It's my block out here daddy
I don't need blood on this s**t and all that
[G:] It's all love, it's all good
[S:] Aight, just checkin dog

[Sheek Louch]
A'yo, turns out these n****z is not from here
And they got blood on they hands while they drinkin a beer
They just robbed Dread and them n****z spot
I told 'em they gotta get up out of here, they makin it hot
That's when four shots let off, a black truck sped off
Big s**t, tryna take a motherf**kin head off
Bombaclot, no man rob me spot, everybody here feelin me glock
They done put us in a mix now we gotta go to war with
Dread and them n****z cause they think we wit these d***s
Shots goin everywhere, everybody clappin but them n****z that was standin there
They f**kin disappeared
I cut one yardy underneath his f**kin beard
Still clappin, got everybody runnin scared
They ain't backin down and we ain't b****in
N****z comin out the house with the hitchelin under the michelin
Throwin back a clip or two
You would think we went to war with Colin Powells crew
Police comin now but we don't give a f**k
Rhas' tryna grab all his n****z in the truck
That's what I get for lettin n****z blend in
And they ain't really wit us, n****z really tryna get us
I keep my glock not givin a f**k
But the bulls**t is we still gotta watch for that truck

[Sheek Louch]
Yaknahmean, y'all n****z remember that night dog?
Only B.G. had his gun on him man, word up
Styles P had his gun on him
Besides that n****z was f**kin naked man
Yall n****z didn't stop it man
N****z had the drop on us kid
If homeboy didn't come thru, if he didn't come thru
and silence those guns dog, we woulda been sick
Check it out though, I know them faggot a** n****z kid
You know what the f**k I'm talkin about
N****z just bought them s**ts, that's why we had all them hammers
Besides that man, word up man, no wing n****z around us dog
If you ain't a motherf**kin friend of mine or friend of ours, you gotta go
N****z is grimey man, it's D-Block for real man
You think these n****z don't want what we got?
F**k yeah they want it
That s**t we be rappin about
All that s**t we be f**kin drivin around, these n****z is hungry man
I got somethin for that belly though

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