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[Sheek
Jump out the Rover
Hoodie on, to carryin' them thangs
Summer's ova (Oh Summer's ova)
I clap my
Just a GT, album bout to drop
I'm to rap my shit
They go see me way
Louch: After Taxes
G-Unot on the (G-UNOT!)
The crack is beige, the is aged
The yak is strong, the is long
Sheek show these little niggas ass like (BITCH!)
I ain't that shit to get dis whip
Your advance: I made that with just trip
Next trip I'm my dough
I already know the hip hop police sit and study my
So I throw 'em off, the golf course
Disappear like
fo wit the Polo plaid pants
And ever New Orleans
I've been through Queens
Coppin' weed and crazy
is, Curtis rats and they ain't seen you once
up
Back with Bad Boy reminiscin', me and Big Bacardi Limoned up (What Up Big!)
say I'm too sick for the new school
I attend classes, so I just build up the masses
Red jeans, Belushi glasses
Me just sittin there, causin' crashes
Sheek a breed
don't understand what I'm doin' there
With some sunflower (I'm in the hood nigga)
10-10in', army coat no
Doo rag, but not from my
The spinnin'
They what the street's been missin'
Dropped Walk Wit Me, but that was just for the streets to
November 8th, I'm comin' like the wrath
Ya'll bitch niggas ya'll ain't
GO!

See the I paint son
If I ain't the King of New York there ain't one
Tell me who want it
And you can put on it
I'm in the O-6 wit nothin' on it
Mad-hot, to is to have not
My crack spot is pro-tools on my
Much then the carter, it's affordable
I ain't neva gotta infiltrate, cause it's
[C'mon] The trey 5-7 is
If any big niggas is wit me they just came
way I'ma pop that nine
Call him 40 Cent now, he dropped that dime
And he got me kinda up right now, I can't lie
But I know who told his black ass he can't die
The day I made 40 in a hour
Fuck, in the studio, I'm Berry Gordy wit the
No retreat , No
I'm at the bar, Armageddon's in the blender
[NAH!] Getting' for the Winter
Sweat-suit weather, some reason I better
Carry the big
And leave the scene real fuckin' nasty, chocolate milk after a Big Mac
I'm on my CEO shit now
Til this underhanded politic shit pipe (Feel Me!)
Shout out to the media and
November 8th, Sheek Louch: Taxes
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