Sheek Louch - Freestyle #6 lyrics

{*click-click, BANG*} [Sheek Louch] Aiyyo; I ain't Ma$e but f** it I'm back again - baby Them hood n***as know I got crack again - baby Chillin I ain't even been practicin - baby But it's time to load the muh'f**in mag again - aiyyo baby I ain't heard nuttin yet that get me out my seat Mixtape n***as callin like they ran out of heat They want (sh**) that make n***as get on the bar and do 20 (sh**) that make n***as go in the street and get money Like Hot 97 I'll be callin you Sonny I've been spittin back when your nose was still runny (lil' n***a) These p**y-a** n***as all scared to d**h While I watch, sit calm like Red & Meth Clap off at a n***a, 'til it ain't no breath If I don't hear shells droppin, it ain't none left I met a lot of real n***as in time, I ain't gon' lie It's only a handful that I met that can rhyme Everybody else in my cool Big linky young boys in the game, like Kareem Abdul n***as better stay calm, I'mma leave that j**el Sheek worse than that bully, that you meet after school And I don't give a f** what you think doggie Go across the street and play around with your walkie talkie Get me a bu*ter roll and a cup of coffee I'm tryin to do graveyard and shake this monkey Ahh! Yeah yeah the God is here I feel love like when n***as brought A-Rod here The iPod here, hundreds of songs n***as love me in the hood I'm like compared to Wongs Muh'f**er!