Sheek Louch - Bag Em' lyrics

(D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block) (D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block) (D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block) Lets Go You Can kiss Your Ass Goodbye (D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block) La-Da-Da Da-Da-Da You Can kiss Your Ass Goodbye (D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block) La-Da-Da Da-Da-Da (Sheek Louch) Ai Yo It's that sh** that make n***as wanna wreck they click,(Uh-huh) Grab your gun and diss n***as to they dick Buck sumin go sumwhere and f**k somethin, (F**k somethin) Like that frontin n***a b**h, make her s** something, (s** somethin) Wild out, D-Block shirt inside out Hoodie on with the all black ballushies on Jab you till your motherf**kin face is torn, (Uh-huh) Toungue is gone, (What else?) 3-piece suits is worn Hate yall f*ggot a** n***as thats scared to d**h Talk sh**, when im around yall hold yall breath I make murder music My sh** bang in the city But they want me to chill since Janet showed titty "Theres too much violence now since Ja Rule and fiddy" I dont know no other way but to rap gritty, (Yeah!) F**k that maybe when im rich, (F**k that) But untill then where the f**k is my thugs at up in this b**h?! Lets Go You Can kiss Your Ass Goodbye (D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block) La-Da-Da Da-Da-Da You Can kiss Your Ass Goodbye (D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block) La-Da-Da Da-Da-Da (Styles P) Warrup n***a, Your cut up n***a, (Warrup) Shoe sh** to lift the truck up n***a D-Block, D-Block howl like a wolf Tell your mom i'll throw her child off the roof, (Roof) Give her base head a hundred dollars to towell off the coup,(Clear that up) Style on n***as, (Style on n***as) Beat some down we gon pile on n***as, (Get em) Wild on n***as (La-Da-Da Da-Da-Da) Thats the lulabye for you, (hear it) Betta ask your man he ready to die for you (he ready) We comin thru tearin the block up, (Tear it up) We ain't gettin locked up, (Uh-Uh) That mean we even shootin the cops up Warrup? (Yeah n***a 2 more times) Warrup, Warrup? Now we in the New York grind, (New York grind) Betta kiss that a** goodbye Wen im pa**in by with plastic nines to blast your eyes Riii! You Can kiss Your Ass Goodbye (D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block) La-Da-Da Da-Da-Da You Can kiss Your Ass Goodbye (D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block) La-Da-Da Da-Da-Da (Sheek louch) Hey yo, i talk sh** like i wanna talk, (Yeah) Bop how i wanna walk, (Yeah) And you can tell a n***a derr is from New York And i still got my south n***as ready to squeeze I dont need cake to see me with a couple of g's And i dont need a loan muhf**ker im grown I had a 38 before i had a phone I stuck n***as up before yall little n***as started to bone, (Woo) It's that sheek louch sh** yall n***as tryna clone Lets be real The average muhf**ker with a deal, (Nah) Probly never had a fight No guns, none of that n***as know im right, (Yeah) I say goodnight to my son Give my baby moms a little cake And my moms a little something before i go on the run Before p**y n***as try their hand Im kickin the door like "daddy's home!" and i ain't making a bang What yall coward n***as dont understand YEAH! You Can kiss Your Ass Goodbye (D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block) La-Da-Da Da-Da-Da You Can kiss Your Ass Goodbye (D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block) La-Da-Da Da-Da-Da You Can kiss Your Ass Goodbye