Sheek Louch - In/Out (S.P.) (feat. Syles P) Lyrics
Yo you gotta hear the sixteen I just laid B.G.Oh word, that shit a hit, that shit sound crazyYo check the phone man, the phone was ringin beforeYo this the Ghost right here my niggaDamn I missed my nigga call, check my messagesYeah this PTo erase this message press seven, to save it press nineStyles: Pick up ya goddamn phone man, I keep tryin to call youJesus Christ boy, oneYeah, D-BlockStyles P you wit me dog?Hell yeah, let's get 'em, let's go[Sheek Louch]You get smacked with the hammer nigga play your position'fore ruger more done set it and you stay in in position[Styles P]Nigga I'll hawk your ass, wanna fit in my shoesAnd you cowards can't walk my path[SL]I don't know nobody *****in wit usI ain't Gerome Bettis but if I hit you it's gon feel like the bus[SP]And you couldn't live this life and play this roleLike never part with your gun and stay this cold[SL]Yo we in the streets where it's nothin but loveI'm them leather shits, you the Michael Jackson glove[SP]I'm in the hood cause I'm dedicatedIf I was you I woulda never made itI'm Holiday so I'm celebrated[SL]We don't reminisce ***** ass, remember thatStyles verse is the only thing gon bring it back[SP]Tell the ghetto show disciplineI said Sheek gun Puerto Rican, bullets stay whistlin[Chorus x2]Sheek and SP in and out, all for the streetsTurn the bass up and try not to ***** up your seatsRock that shit, every corner, knock that shitNiggaz try to front on us, ***** that shit[SL]<
