Don't Mean Nuthin'

[Sheek Louch] A'yo four shots let off, black truck sped off Big shit, tryna take a motherfuckin head off A'yo hold up man, let me take why'all back to the beginning Let why'all know what happend that night, listen I don't even know these niggaz hangin in front Usually we woulda been asked them what do they want What they came here for, this is 354 What you tryna get some gas or some shit from the store But nobody asked these motherfuckers what do they want It was bitin, mad traffic, the first of the month It was me, Chep, Bizzy and Hit B.G. and Lickalone and yeah I think Earth was there and shit And a few other niggaz in and out of the buildin Tryin to catch every sell but not to children Got a sixty of that yack in the store in the back Chep about to go home and get more of his pack Jake ain't fuckin wit us, what's the miracle Niggaz moms ex heads now turn spiritual want to preach to us talk about Christ And how fuck sand, how he could bring the beach to us That's when I noticed niggaz still outside Hoody on with some shades like they tryna hide So I cocked the hammer then I walked to 'em No beef, just a friendly little talk to 'em Listen Sheek: Here we go, yo whaddup money? Guy: Yo whaddup S: What why'all niggaz waitin for somebody or somethin? G: Yeah, why? S: Nah nah, I'm sayin why'all niggaz got on big hoodies and shit Yaknahmean? It's my block out here daddy I don't need blood on this shit and all that G: It's all love, it's all good S: Aight, just checkin dog [Sheek Louch] A'yo, turns out these niggaz is not from here And they got blood on they hands while they drinkin a beer They just robbed Dread and them niggaz spot I told 'em they gotta get up out of here, they makin it hot That's when four shots let off, a black truck sped off Big shit, tryna take a motherfuckin head off Bombaclot, no man rob me spot, everybody here feelin me glock They done put us in a mix now we gotta go to war with Dread and them niggaz cause they think we wit these dicks Shots goin everywhere, everybody clappin but them niggaz that was standin there They fuckin disappeared I cut one yardy underneath his fuckin beard Still clappin, got everybody runnin scared They ain't backin down and we ain't bitchin Niggaz comin out the house with the hitchelin under the michelin Throwin back a clip or two You would think we went to war with Colin Powells crew Police comin now but we don't give a fuck Rhas' tryna grab all his niggaz in the truck That's what I get for lettin niggaz blend in And they ain't really wit us, niggaz really tryna get us I keep my glock not givin a fuck But the bullshit is we still gotta watch for that truck [Sheek Louch] Yaknahmean, why'all niggaz remember that night dog? Only B.G. had his gun on him man, word up Styles P had his gun on him Besides that niggaz was fuckin naked man why'all niggaz didn't stop it man Niggaz had the drop on us kid If homeboy didn't come through, if he didn't come through and silence those guns dog, we woulda been sick Check it out though, I know them faggot ass niggaz kid You know what the fuck I'm talkin about Niggaz just bought them shits, that's why we had all them hammers Besides that man, word up man, no wing niggaz around us dog If you ain't a motherfuckin friend of mine or friend of ours, you gotta go Niggaz is grimey man, it's D-Block for real man You think these niggaz don't want what we got? Fuck yeah they want it That shit we be rappin about All that shit we be fuckin drivin around, these niggaz is hungry man I got somethin for that belly though --- Don't Mean Nuthin' - Sheek and Sheek Louch