How Many Guns

Yeah! I know how to do this, daddy

I done made more trips south than

Luda's caddy

I done been on the block, bust off the glock and dealt with more beef than a *********** patty

Sheek ain't ***********' wit' y'all, want nothing with y'all you ain't gon' rat on me, before that a whole clip will be left of ease body left somewhere in a dumpster laid on pee (can't you see?)

I'm a *********in thug, how i bug you would think

I'm on every drug

But I aint, just 'gnac and an occasional thug, ***********

My crate out in the front wit a deuce deuce a

Newport and half of my weight out

When they dry they bring the other half of the plate out

I'm so sick wit it, spit liq' wit it

I got tommy guns like the ol' gangsta flicks did it, yeah! [Hook]

Who hooder than me?

Who gooder than me?

Lettin off, ***********, all my guns stay on ease

How many guns?

Just a few, we can do it in broad day to see the kind of work

I do Who hooder than me?

Who gooder than me?

Lettin off, ***********, all my guns stay on ease

How many guns?

Just a few,

I'm quick on the trigga,

I'm Sheek

Louch the

Guerilla, *********** [Verse 2]

Woo! There's so much tension

Sheek let it off in broad day and

I ain't squinchin'

Gat to my face and

I ain't flinchin'

Somebody stayin' there like detention

And you ain't gotta like me, homie

But just stay in yo lane and keep it to yoself

That way everything you thinkin can stay in yo brain

Nose in the 'caine, but that's yo biz

But If it's my work to be sniffin up, then next week it's gon' be six ***********z pickin up yo ***********-ass body

No chest under your suit, that ain't cute

Loud-mouth ***********z make them mute (yeah! yeah!)

I'm the reason for locks on the door

I'm the reason why

Coast Guards is on the shore

Open up, made

Poppi have to lower his roar

Mom and Pop put a number spotter in the back of the store, (Cmon!) [Hook] [Verse 3]

I throw spinners on a 18-wheeler

And pull up with a bunch of naked *********** in the

D-Block trailer

Who hooder than me?

Who gooder than me?

Sheek be on some ***********t like flies an' a bee

My wrist so rocky

I'm on and off roads

Money dirty need to do a laundry load

I don't blow up

I make the whole town explode

Yo boy Sheek name heavy in every zip code

Sheek gets off the clutch

Doin Donuts in the street,

I make smoke screens without a

Dutch They gon' need a gas mask for you

Baby boy,

I go hard

I break bones like

Jackass dudes

How many guns?

Just a few, but you never know what you gon' get till the shell come through

Blood, sweat, and tears '

Gnac and some beers

You ain't heard no ***********t like this in years [Hook]