Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Scrap To This, artist - Sheek Louch. Date of issue: 17.03.2008
Song language: English
Scrap To This |
| This is heavy at the bar, big cigar, hood chick wit’chu |
| Fat ass, somethin loud in the cat |
| Long-ass barrel, the shells big |
| All black mask over me, chick anne in a cold wig |
| Comin through newhaven, 24's what i’m cravin |
| Ain’t that scary? |
| tv’s «something about mary» |
| System up, alpine just on 9 |
| Lil' kids wanna open the blind, it’s a hood thing |
| I make these dudes wanna get more, that’s a good thing |
| Hold up; |
| i ain’t no role model |
| I just make a model roll up, send her to the stage and hit the pole up |
| Liquor drinkin, club small |
| Hood little hole in the wall, that’s where i be y’all |
| Chain hangin like «what?! |
| come rob me» |
| Hood rats (thugs) ladies (thugs) |
| I’ma make 'em make 'em scrap to this, uhh, gyeah |
| Hood rats (thugs) ladies (thugs) |
| I’ma make 'em make 'em scrap to this, uhh |
| Put your hands up (hey) put your hands up (hey) |
| I’ma make 'em make 'em scrap to this, uhh |
| Put your hands up (hey) put your hands up (hey) |
| I’ma make 'em make 'em scrap to this, let’s go |
| I like to smoke and go past the clouds |
| Like to drink and don’t stand there homey, i walk through crowds |
| I ain’t a trouble maker, i’m just not soft |
| But these dudes will shoot, so please don’t push me |
| I’ve been workin out, startin to get a nice little build |
| We can scrap on the other wing, get you killed |
| Ain’t no formula here, i just spit what i want |
| I don’t care what’s in rotation or hot for the month |
| I don’t stress the pd to play my song |
| A hit is a hit, with sheek you know what you get |
| Somethin crazy that the streets eat’ll up |
| So don’t matter if it’s there yet homey; |
| it will heat up |
| I’m right there — o.g. |
| slash young boys nightmare |
| Yeah, what i do in the booth |
| Sheek walk around with, what they shoot off the roof |
| Ain’t that the truth, one thing you just can’t change |
| And that’s hood love when everything else seems strange |
| Now these chickens wanna jump in my clique |
| They say you got a club hit, when it die they don’t watch you forget |
| That’s why i push it to the limit, like ross that’s it! |
| «i'm wearing my heart like a crown…» |