Who Sang How Many Guns? Sheek Louch

Sheek Louch Walk Witt Me cover art
Release information
Release Date: 2003-9-16
Genre: Hip Hop
Style: Gangsta
length: 3:37
Lyrics
Yeah, D-Block
Styles P, you wit me dog?
Hell yeah, let's get 'em, yeah
Let's go

You get smacked with the hammer, ***** play your position
'Fore rigor mortis set in and you stay in position
*****, I'll hawk your ***, wanna fit in my shoes
And you cowards can't walk my path

I don't know nobody ****in' wit us
I ain't Gerome Bettis, but if I hit you it's gon' feel like the bus
And you couldn't live this life and play this role
Like never part with your gun and stay this cold

Yo, we in the streets where it's nothin' but love
I'm them leather shits, you the Michael Jackson glove
I'm in the hood 'cause I'm dedicated
If I was you, I woulda never made it
I'm holiday, so I'm celebrated

We don't reminisce ***** ***, remember that
Style's verse is the only thing gon' bring it back
Tell the ghetto show discipline, whattup?
I said Sheek gun, Puerto Rican, bullets stay whistlin'

Sheek and S-P in and out, haul for the streets
Turn the bass up and try not to **** up your seats
Rock that ****, every corner, knock that ****
*****s try to front on us, **** that ****

Sheek and S-P in and out, haul for the streets
Turn the bass up and try not to **** up your seats
Rock that ****, every corner, knock that ****
*****z try to front on us, **** that ****

I guess I'm gettin' older
'Cause everybody that I thought was hot
Go inside the garbage folder
And ***** I'm from D-Block, I'm on 3, 5, 4
I keep my heat cocked and my blunt lit

The mack out, take a piece of your back out
Raise it to your cheek *****, dare you to speak
****, I got plenty guns
And thugs that'll give a ***** a hug
And say they stab anyone

You ain't never seen a ***** jaw hangin' from his face
Sausage shaped, red **** hangin' from his waist
*****, I'm well connected
By the time you hear this, I'll be in jail
But I probably got two cells connected

Yack in one hand, with the other, the lizm
And if I push you down and wet you, it's not Baptism
*****, this is Mafia, it won't stop
Till they put you in the dirt with the flowers on top of ya

Sheek and SP in and out, haul for the streets
Turn the bass up and try not to **** up your seats
Rock that ****, every corner, knock that ****
*****s try to front on us, **** that ****

Sheek and SP in and out, haul for the streets
Turn the bass up and try not to **** up your seats
Rock that ****, every corner, knock that ****
*****s try to front on us, **** that ****

Sheek goin' broke is not in the plans
I could sell gloves to a ***** with no hands
A lot of *****z screamin' they wolf but I'm feelin' they sheep
I won't be happy till the *****z asleep

I'll punch a *****s nose in, duckin' and bustin'
Cuttin' and cussin', hold that, you ***** *** *****
And I could make the best die
Cut your throat open, pull your tongue through it
That's a ****in' neck tie

We turn ***** *****s skin maroon
Pump turn *****s voices like they hit a helium balloon
If Christ is comin', it oughta be now, I swear to God
'Cause all y'all fagot *****s die according to Styles

What ***** you could get it for free?
Put your money up, ain't nobody ****in' wit Louch and P
Yeah, ***** that's what's up?
D-Block till the death, ************ so our gat is up

Sheek and S-P in and out, haul for the streets
Turn the bass up and try not to **** up your seats
Rock that ****, every corner, knock that ****
*****z try to front on us, **** that ****

Sheek and S-P in and out, haul for the streets
Turn the bass up and try not to **** up your seats
Rock that ****, every corner, knock that ****
*****s try to front on us, **** that ****

Tracklist
CD 1
  • 1 For You
  • 2 Ok
  • 3 Turn It Up
  • 4 How Many Guns
  • 5 In/Out (S.P.)
  • 6 I Ain't Forget
  • 7 Walk Witt Me
  • 8 Crazzy
  • 9 Ten Hut
  • 10 How I Love You
  • 11 3-5-4 (Tarrentino)
  • 12 Don't Mean Nuthin'
  • 13 D-Block
  • 14 Mighty D-Block (2 Guns Up)

  • Release information
    country(area): United States
    format: CD
    script: Latin