Ghostface k**ah - I Luv It lyrics

[Intro] Ayo light it up n***a, where that liquor at? [Verse 1: Sheek Louch] They said you should be thankful for what you got I said, you should be thankful for what I'm not If this was 'Back Then Sheek' , n***as is getting shot (D-Block!) Running through these streets like I'm homeless Single parent, my momma couldn't condone this(I love you ma) I was broke, but I felt like I should own this Young n***a, thoughts of getting paid I was around bad b**hes, thoughts of getting laid (Yeah!) Still indictments king, houses getting raid n***as straight snitching, the coke was getting weighed.(Woo!) Looking at the Aston, my little n***as was blasting(Yeah!) Imagine not eating for a full month, like we fasting(Hah) But Allahu Akbar from a cop car Hoping they won't shoot a popular rap star Shooting, but love the scuffle Money in a Louis duffle Range Rover, what a couple Hating, you don't like me? f** you Love when I be acting up Hammer out back them up Bring his chain on the block, my n***as be cracking up.(Let me see that sh**) Yeah I'm on my bullsh**, .38 revolver hoe Smoke weed, drink, pop percs, like they're Tylenol.(So what) Getting money since a kid, before I signed a record deal Puff seen it in my eyes, LOX n***as real, for real Battled everybody, stand outside with the shotty in the bushes Knew the dope fiends and the addicts and the pushers Ten years in the game, ten years with the same D-Block, LOX, a household name [Hook] I ain't had a pot to piss in But a lil' n***a listen, so I figured I be getting some dough(Yeah!) Grew up on the block, c**aine rock, dope and weed spots Them shooting n***as letting it go (D-Block!) But I love it, I always say that I'll rise up above it But the streets keep pulling me in (Yeah!) You can't be mad at me for trying to win.(n***as gonna go in) How the f** did I love this? [Verse 2: Ghostface k**ah] Running all these red lights Auntie in the crib, half asleep, with a hundred brick stacked under her right Never been the same, since he held his first pack Put it in a little n***a hands, show them how to work that Eating shrimp scampi with scallions and medallions on Cubans on the dinner plates, sculpture with them lions on them Bracelets, all my shooters in Asics Blunt rats, so hammers in their holsters, wasted Political k**ers, with digital pillars till my bro's bu*t naked in the box, don't daylight feel us? Made the board as soon as he put down appealing Got that nine record longer than a mess hall ceiling Outdoors, still squirting in the mouth of who*es BMF credit dirty, lawyers still vouching for us Safe deposit boxes, sharp oxes Murder you, have your dick hanging out your boxers [Hook] I ain't had a pot to piss in But a lil' n***a listen, so I figured I be getting some dough(Yeah!) Grew up on the block, c**aine rock, dope and weed spots Them shooting n***as letting it go (D-Block!) But I love it, I always say that I'll rise up above it But the streets keep pulling me in (Yeah!) You can't be mad at me for trying to win How the f** did I love this? Yeah! D-Block! Woo!