Sheek Louch
Sheek Louch
Sheek Louch
Sheek Louch
Sheek Louch & Styles P
Sheek Louch
Sheek Louch
Sheek Louch
Sheek Louch & Jadakiss
Sheek Louch & Styles P
Sheek Louch
Sheek Louch & Styles P & J-Hood & Jadakiss
Sheek Louch & J-Hood
Sheek Louch & J-Hood & Styles P & Jadakiss
[Intro: Sheek Louch]
D-Block, ten hut (Shoot)
My street niggas, are you ready?
Let's march
[Verse 1: Sheek Louch]
I'm a rider, clap off (Yeah), hop the divider (Let's go)
Put the car in neutral, let it roll back (Skrrt)
Big AK tied to the ski rack (Yeah)
Brick or hundred pack (Uh-huh), soap or sheetrock (Yeah)
Two guns up, bitch, that's D-Block (D-Block)
My flow pretty like a peacock (Haha)
My nigga locked up, but yeah, they still on P cock (All day)
Too dangerous, me and my nigga Kiss (What up, Jada?)
Shine more than the stones on Baby's wrist (Woo)
The fifth jump like Double Dutch in the hood
I'm 'bout to blow, fuck knockin' on wood (Yeah)
'Cause if I don't, I'ma knock on the glass of your 600 (What?)
None of y'all want it (Nah)
And I don't mean track and field when I ask you to run it (Come on)
I'm nice as fuck, I love to buck
Tuck it in before your ass get stuck, motherfuckers
[Interlude: Sheek Louch]
Fall in, fall in
Aim, fire
[Verse 2: Jadakiss]
Don't ever ask me about what's his name, fuck him, he wack (Thats right)
Should wear a condom in the booth because I be fuckin' the track (Haha)
And I be in the hood a lot, so I be ducking the rats (Uh-huh)
The white tee is 4X 'cause I be tucking my gat (That's right)
Take my shit off and knuckle up, it's nothin' to scrap (Uh-huh)
That's how it usually happen, though, a nigga front and get clapped (Uh-huh)
Louch and Kiss, y'all niggas don't want none of that (Nothing)
P probably working out, doing stomach and back (Money baby)
One in your chest, the other sixteen in your hat (Uh-huh)
Let forensics try to figure out the meaning to that (Yeah)
They robbed you before, so you know what it mean to get yapped (Faggot)
And you a bitch, so you know what it mean to get slapped
We can shoot it out every day, a hour of slugs (Slugs)
I'm in the coupe knockin' Luther the "Power of Love" (Ha)
Nigga, you can feel the heat for yourself (Uh-huh)
And you can hate all you want
But the music gon' speak for itself, what?
[Interlude: Sheek Louch]
Hold fire, hold fire
Sir, they running, sir, they retreating
Fuck it, fire again
[Verse 3: Jadakiss]
Leave niggas broken up, ox 'em down
Wait for 'em to yell then see they skin open up (Woo)
A nice guy, but I'm evil and I'll hurt you (Yeah)
And anybody that you ever seen me with'll murk you (Uh-huh)
And I get my money off the diesel and the purple
'Cause these industry niggas'll easily desert you (For real)
Feels good to talk with my nigga (No doubt)
D-Block, you know what time it is (All day), baby, walk with my nigga
[Verse 4: Sheek Louch]
Stop talkin' lil' niggas, 'fore y'all ass get stomped (Haha)
Yeah, we mans and all that, but y'all really our comp (Yeah)
And I'm on my A game, was on B too long
Stepped it up, sixteens crazy strong (Louch)
Every hood bump Sheek now (Yeah)
In the house, in the whip, in the summer, head better with the top down (Woo)
We can get it on (Get it on) or we can let it off (Let it off)
After? Do it in the yard up north, bitch
Ten Hut was written by Ray Middleton & Vinny Idol & Supah Mario & Sheek Louch & J. J. Johnson.
Ten Hut was produced by Vinny Idol & Supah Mario.