Sheek Louch

Sheek Louch - Gettin' Stronger lyrics

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L O X gettin stronger

D-block gettin stronger

Hip-hop gettin stronger

Chea, chea, chea, chea

Sheek Louch cummin through wavin the 4, 4

Night boots, black hudie, tell me who want war

Coke on the glass table, some rock vodka

Dutchie roled soaked n quevlow gold

Ma swag is up, ma bars in tight

The house, the bitches, the jewlery

Th cars is right

The hammer light, titanium

I'll put 3 in ya cranium

Like pop, pop, pop

Can not stop

Now bring it back

It yust to be 500 k in the closet

Now it's a couple M's every time I deposit

Tell the young boys it ain't really nothin, it's lojik

Stack watever you get, don't spend you got it

On top of that stay consistant with your product

Don't matter if it's just weed, or if it's norkotic

Due time yull be pullin of the lot in something exzotic

L O X gettin stronger

D-blobk gettin stronger

Hip-hop gettin stronger

Chea, chea, chea, chea

Boss dun-dotta (boss)

Dance with the devil

Never bought the bitch product (neva)

You ain't gettin notta (notta)

Pam won't light I'm going light it hotta

Then a slug from my 4 pound

Like sum pretty pussy 1's

I'm a tear you all down

We can go to war now

L.O.X muthaf**ka

Rich on a plane

Couple bucks n ma trucka

Shoot from any wear

Like niggas in the rukus

Gettin stronga, barral longa

Coup shorter, jar of dat water

Malinium flow

Kamora times 2

Malinium hoe

Tatood up dimond cross

Hip-hops randy moss

Dump the whole clip and toss

Hottest group

Let the beef loup

And we barry you niggas

In yo pocket like kiss and jiggas

Big money, big car

And big cagars

L O X gettin stronger

D-block gettin stronger

Hip-hop gettin stronger

Chea, chea, chea, chea

Comas, frunaral,

Wheelchairs parapaligicks

Reel life so you gotta beleave it

If you did have a goal

Then you gotta acheive it

Cause your body stays hear

But your soul gotta leave it

Square feet, hot wheels

200 bricks 1 shot deels

Cause every body down will pop pills

It's hard to top that

Point blank the goddest got crack

We U P S body parts back

I don't get the newest benz

I get the newest house, newest buissness

I lerned that from my jewish friend

I brake bread with the a-rabs

But I'm african

So I got doe chillen in the gray calv

I could hit u with a hook

Or a straight jab

Or I could cock it back

N shoot you in ya face hag

And you no I'm from Y O nigga

I got every kind of charger

Even the Y O nigga

L O X gettin stronger

D-block gettin stronger

Hip-hop gettin stronger

Chea, chea, chea, chea

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