(Sheek Louch Hook): Where my hood at Where dem red and blue flags Where dat good at Somebody tell them hood rats to come up front And let the club know ima smoke my blunt
Verse 1 Styles P: Money green weed green hoodrat hardblack Never let em see where u live where u park at Never let em know how you get it dislodge that Never let the beef ride long go squash that You can shoot it out Or go peace it up If we was in jail I would make you give your sneakers up Cause I'm a lawless and I spray shit Fortyfour make niggas look like crayfish Cause you seafood so go on sleep wit em I don't trust lil niggas I don't eat wit em Matter fact ima keep it street wit em I don't like ya style I don't even speak wit em I keep a g from the get go real go getter And I let my shit blow U don't wanna get ya shit blown I got the hawk you don't wanna get ya shit broke
(Sheek Louch Hook): Where my hood at Where dem red and blue flags Where dat good at Where dem vanillas Where dat sticky Where my right hand man with the blicky Somebody tell them hoodrats to come up front And let the club know ima smoke my blunt Bitch This aint guchy this aint prada this street shit I'm fuckin wit ya nigga sonata
Sheek Looch verse 2 Yo it's never goin to b another Shock the world with that half face gorilla cover Clip on top eachother Now everybody wanna listen to the sheek Funny I'm on the plane watchin gettin to the greek 20 thousand when I land just to listen when I speak Bully he in my will somewhere he like bleek Long as I'm alive high like peace all that's why my shades on Used to be in love with nia long Donny aint around now I talk bout vietcong It means more bitches more haters on my schlong But I don't go back and forth me no ping pong Donny at your door like avon DING DONG Yeah me and my e hall pop them things off with the glock Then later we pop plinko Ha amazing aint it if u can a better picture Then go head and paint it
(Sheek Louch Hook): Where my hood at Where dem red and blue flags Where dat good at Where dem vanillas Where dat sticky Where my right hand man with the blicky Somebody tell them hoodrats to come up front And let the club know ima smoke my blunt Bitch This aint guchy this aint prada this street shit I'm fuckin wit ya nigga sonata
Styes P Verse 3: Bang like them white boys in mash pits Hawktoo spit on your favorite rapper he's not shit My catalouge is collosus blunt for the prelude One for the process Perform where they swarm with fully loaded objects Make it clearer than polish spring I'm reachin for my phone cause I hear it before it ring I'm reachin for my gun cause I hear it before it ring In the hood I'm a muse Phantom and ferril demoliton in the booth Slicker then the oil that you get at the massuse Chrome thing with the cone head in the goose Added in the coup subtract it when I shoot Get it in with a axe and some matches and a noose You have no idea all the havoc I produce Till it's way too late the grey matters on your shoes
(Sheek Louch Hook): Where my hood at Where dem red and blue flags Where dat good at Where dem vanillas Where dat sticky Where my right hand man with the blicky Somebody tell them hoodrats to come up front And let the club know ima smoke my blunt Bitch This aint guchy this aint prada this street shit I'm fuckin wit ya nigga sonata