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sheek louch - body rock lyrics

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[verse 1: sheek louch]
cool out, n+gga, for younging pull that tool out, n+gga
b+tches all that, it’s nothing you can rule out, n+gga
fly sh+t, had to glo [?]
bought a truck for i knew i could drive, i’m too alive
nice guy, but you really can’t tell by my size
sell grams, while you lie in your raps about pies
my guys stay smoking, keep a b+tch legs open
beef, [?]
house to keep the dope in, duct tape withthe the shuvvle in the roap [?]
gloves and lime juice with some soap [?]
these f+ck n+ggas hoping that the case stay open
i’m with your b+tch in a telly, looking down while she choking
you thought you tought her better, i’m from the quarter water era
og sh+t, n+gga, i don’t carе if you together
black radio, listening to thе 18th letter
soon as she see the god, i don’t even gotta sweat her

[chorus: dyce payne]
you ain’t even know how i do it
i stay too fly
but remain geed up
i ain’t even gonna lie to ya
they don’t make ’em gangsta anymore like us
’cause they don’t
they don’t make them gangsta like us
’cause they don’t
they don’t make them gangsta like us
they don’t make them gangsta like us
they don’t
[verse 2: raekwon]
wonder woman bangles, my b+tch gave me
men’s version, ripped 80 racks out the wall
[?] baby
nice in all armor, no, knights in all armor
dig it?
n+ggas too rich, with plants in uganda
you and who? who, me? be easy, boo
see this how my troops do
tell me before, see what coupes do?
you lose, boo
me, pac is the juice crew
scoop do
been waiting in line, [?]
it’s strictly legroom when i walk in, every ring finger is cut, f+ck
i’ve grown important, the indian [?]
[?] baby bro, just give me a nod
like it’s dope fiend season, huh
poison the hardest n+ggas, got them regurgitating bars
just evolved in the business, we winning
cats and that
where all my trappers at?
in traffic [?]
[?] one for the stack

[chorus: dyce payne]
you ain’t even know how i do it
i stay too fly
but remain geed up
i ain’t even gonna lie to ya
they don’t make ’em gangsta anymore like us
’cause they don’t
they don’t make them gangsta like us
’cause they don’t
they don’t make them gangsta like us
they don’t make them gangsta like us
they don’t



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