Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song We Spray Crowds, artist - Sheek Louch.
Date of issue: 17.03.2008
Song language: English
We Spray Crowds |
Yeah |
Go in aiyyo |
I ain’t promotin no violence, I’m just thinkin out loud |
But (go 'head and stand there, we spray crowds) |
I ain’t tryin to make a record with my momma not proud |
But (go 'head and stand there, we spray crowds) |
Take it home lil' momma 'fore they ring out loud |
Aight (go 'head and stand there, we spray crowds) |
It’s the middle of the night, things startin to get foul |
Aight (go 'head and stand there, we spray crowds) |
Aiyyo; |
now if you all the way thorough, and rep your borough |
And keep weight on the plate, and rep yo' state |
If you alone in the streets but your thing hold heat |
I feel you homey (no doubt) I feel you homey (yeah) |
Now ain’t none of y’all fuckin with me |
You sleep on the crew, I’m supposed to be after P |
But nowadays I’m a muh’fuckin Monster Cody |
Big rims, big whips, nigga big as Brody |
Niggas see me, right away they light a big blunt (big blunt) |
Hood niggas love me cause they know it be no front |
Sheek make it hot, every day for a whole month |
Whatever homebody — stand around if you want |
They don’t party like they used to cause chicks is nervous |
They in the house, they barely bring they kids to service |
But me I’m in the club like PARTY OVER HERE! |
What what, whatever homey, PARTY OVER HERE! |
And I don’t really fall into the ice grill |
Starin at another man dawg — you gon' pop it or chill? |
And you ain’t tryin to get rowdy, homeboy sit still |
And you don’t even know what my man’ll do for a bill |
Ha ha! |
Chaos is my middle name |
A/k/a Ramon taggin on the middle train |
Just a lil' nigga tryin to get a lil' brain |
Born and raised, muh’fucker stay in your lane |
Aiyyo you know when the Jake come and get all loud (bloop bloop) |
They stay in the car because we spray crowds |
You know where we at, just look for the crowd |
Some know Dancer, I just stay with a big ass dutch |
That look big enough to cause some cancer (light up!) |
And I don’t even know, who the watch made by |
Cause the diamonds hidin the jeweler — one patch on my eye |
Suede Ballys like Rick the Ruler |
Since you like takin E and havin big ass drinks |
And ridin around half naked in the long-ass mink |
I said whatever baby go 'head, make me proud |
But — just don’t stand there (why) we spray crowds |