Sheek Louch - We Comin' lyrics

[Chorus] We comin [15X] Get up out my way - hey, get up out my way [4X] [Sheek Louch] New York, Down South, Bay Area I roll on down and look around A lot of muh'f**ers don't know me now So I co*k my pound, pull out my chain Look for a b**h wanna give me brain Let her know I'm really there to sell 'caine If it's good I could be on that train On that flight, by tonight Long as the dope boy price is right Get up out my way Last time, next time I'll spray Pop that trunk, Sheek and UNK Tell Montay yo let that bump I ain't no chump, move over dawg Clear my space out when I walk Elbows thrown, yeah I'm grown I ain't no king of no microphone I'm the king of my house, king of my son Feel like a king when I'm holdin a gun Ain't no k**er but I'll vouch you two run Five up in you boy ain't no fun 'fore they chalk it out Got a little stressed I'll "Walk It Out" 'fore your a** be dead lyin on the floor, hot a** led White t-shirt be straight up red (YEAH!) [Chorus] [UNK] Yo! [2X] I ain't gon' lie, I done came out set the world on fire To the top slot couple n***az got retired Some lost then some got downsized Everybody know me, everybody know thee Oomp Camp, introduce them to the O.C. Ay, why a B wanna try me? See, now you plugged to the IV And, when I'm in N.Y.C. Sheek Louch got the plug, I ride by thee G code, when I'm on the road Connected with the realest that keep the good smoke that pack, n***a where you at? I'm way up front why y'all haters in the back? I'll tell you that, pop a few tracks Spend a lil' money you'll get it right back 'Specially when UNK's on that track It's Oomp Camp, D-Block, n***a pump it to the max That's right, n***az got it now Cuttin, gunnin, n***a lay it down Seven, runnin, n***az in the ground Money, mo' money, all on my round Get it by the pound, shut the block down Oomp Camp, D-Block, we run this town We comin [Chorus] [Sheek Louch] Geah, don't stop, get it get it In the South with my Yankee fitted In New York with my Down South rented Hammer co*ked but my windows tinted You don't know me, from one of the three (LOX) hottest groups in history I'm Sheek, Louch, Jadakiss and that's my homey, S.P. Go [6X] go shorty And leave that deadbeat home cause homey pushin 40 He just want a stay, yeah he don't wanna play Nah, you know what you say? Get get get up out my way I talk what I know, liquor d** money guns and them thugs Street life, I get it poppin Sheek ain't home I'm car shoppin 24's, slip up doors Candy paint on all them who*es Hold it down, whatever town Play me close and you'll hear that sound Pow! [Chorus] [Outro] We comin [7X]