[Intro: Sheek Louch]

Yeah, it's a new beginnin'

But e'rything still the same

[Chorus: Sheek Louch]

If you love it in the hood, my niggas, then say (What, what!)

If you like getting money, my niggas, then say (What, what!)

If you running from them boys, my niggas, then say (What, what!)

But your guns is out 'cause you gon' have to catch me (What, what, what, what!)

If you love it in the hood, my niggas, then say (What, what!)

If you like getting money, my niggas, then say (What, what!)

If you running from them boys, my niggas, then say (What, what!)

But your guns is out 'cause you gon' have to catch me (What, what, what, what!)

(Ayo Grease, let's go daddy!)

[Verse 1: Sheek Louch]

I got my back all in it, D-Block inside

Got my Mac all in it, I ain't leave it in the ride

See my face wolf a nigga, no barber, no shower

Just heavy pushin' nigga, mad weed and liquor

We don't hide from you homie, we just get up and we go

One cigarette, orange juice, one butter roll

E'rybody know my name, bitches on my dick

Police loopin' back around 'cause they think they slick

'Cause I got heavy ammunition, three birds on the seat

But I'm just goin' here to there, I ain't tryna draw heat

'Cause I got somethin' on my waist, somethin' under the hood

Motherfucker I'm good for a high speed chase, tell 'em

[Chorus: Sheek Louch]

If you love it in the hood, my niggas, then say (What, what!)

If you like getting money, my niggas, then say (What, what!)

If you running from them boys, my niggas, then say (What, what!)

But your guns is out 'cause you gon' have to catch me (What, what, what, what!)

If you love it in the hood, my niggas, then say (What, what!)

If you like getting money, my niggas, then say (What, what!)

If you running from them boys, my niggas, then say (What, what!)

But your guns is out 'cause you gon' have to catch me (What, what, what, what!)

(Okay, you know the name nigga, Bully, bitch!)

[Verse 2: Bully]

I'm a money go-getter, you a light dough spender

I'm Barry Bonds of rap, you ice cold nigga

County on my ass, feds and the task

Caprice, doin' a hundred but only 80 on the dash

Pounds in the trunk, burner and a brick

Too $hort bitches on my Oakland shit

I got love in the hood, for my thugs in the hood

Got my bottom bitch with me, she got the snub in the hood

Niggas talk reckless, I tell 'em "Boy listen here

You gon' need more than magic to make me disappear"

System in the Caprice, soundin' all crystal clear

Knockin' Silverback (Gorilla!), frontin' like we switchin' gears

[Chorus: Sheek Louch]

If you love it in the hood, my niggas, then say (What, what!)

If you like getting money, my niggas, then say (What, what!)

If you running from them boys, my niggas, then say (What, what!)

But your guns is out 'cause you gon' have to catch me (What, what, what, what!)

If you love it in the hood, my niggas, then say (What, what!)

If you like getting money, my niggas, then say (What, what!)

If you running from them boys, my niggas, then say (What, what!)

But your guns is out 'cause you gon' have to catch me (What, what, what, what!)

[Verse 3: Sheek Louch]

Black tops, red tops, clear backs, E pills

Ranges, Coupe DeVilles, comin' through on big wheels

Hat low, my niggas rowdy as they wanna be

Blunt lit, stupid bitch, get from in front of me

Sheek Louch homie, now I got a street buzz

Song's hot, just like when "Everyday I'm Hustlin" was

Down South heavy but New York is where I rest at

White tee, hover mu'fuckers wear a vest at

Late night, pop the trunk, party over here, hoe

Drink up, smoke some', that's what it's there for

Hood love, love that, love money, love rap

Love fiends who love crack, dope boy and all that

[Chorus: Sheek Louch]

If you love it in the hood, my niggas, then say (What, what!)

If you like getting money, my niggas, then say (What, what!)

If you running from them boys, my niggas, then say (What, what!)

But your guns is out 'cause you gon' have to catch me (What, what, what, what!)

If you love it in the hood, my niggas, then say (What, what!)

If you like getting money, my niggas, then say (What, what!)

If you running from them boys, my niggas, then say (What, what!)

But your guns is out 'cause you gon' have to catch me (What, what, what, what!)

[Outro: Sheek Louch]

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