D.B.L.O.C.K
Sheek Louch Lyrics


Jump to: Overall Meaning ↴  Line by Line Meaning ↴

[Jadakiss: ]Yeah
[Sheek:] Uh Huh, D Block
[Jadakiss:] D Block, You with me Louch?
[Sheek:] You know it my nigga
[Jadakiss:] Yeah I know
[Sheek: ]Yeah
[Jadakiss:] You know why we do this right?
[Sheek:] Why's that dog?
[Jadakiss:] Make these niggaz feel us all the time, everytime
[Sheek: ]Walk wit us
[Jadakiss:] Are we the best or what?
[Sheek:] Who the fuck else

[Sheek]
Yo, we do nuthin', we are nuthin' (true)
I ain't pullin' my blade if I won't scar nuthin'
I ain't pullin' my gun if I won't shoot shit, that's useless (why would I do that)
I'll kill ya whole family, that's ruthless (you pussy nigga)
You could die nigga
I ain't droppin a tear, I ain't thinkin twice nigga, you ain't my nigga
(you ain't my nigga)
I don't smoke with you, drink with you, eat with you (uh uh)
I got a problem with you, I'mma let the heat whistle
This is real shit, nigga I peel shit (tell em')
I'm harder than concrete and steel mixed (who's better)
I want to kill niggaz (kill em)
You think it's part of the verse, it's part of the curse, and I don't really
feel niggaz (I don't feel why'all)
They say stop the viloence, but I gotta join in it (I'm gonna join in it)
I'm in the hooptie with 3 Ki's a boy in it
This is pay day, fuck what they say (fuck em')
D Block, grab your handguns and A-K's

[Chorus 2x:]
Bang that shit off, clap that kid up
Stomp that kid out, don't let him get up
Any block frontin', gon' wet that shit up
It don't mean nuthin' to me!

[J Hood:] Yeah! What up! D Block!
[Verse 2]
[J Hood]
Yo yo, ayo, ayo yo
Yo its the baby faced gangster, product of my environment
Hoodied up, stickin your grandfather for his retirement (what up!)
Talkin super hard when I know that you bitch-made (faggot)
Stab ya ass in the espohigus with a switchblade
Take it out and straight saw off your ribcage (all that)
Pour gasoline on the matress where your kids lay
J Hood, D Block, respect the name and the click (D Block!)
Whoever ain't feelin' this song could suck my dick
Garbage bag around your brother head, smother him out
To make sure he don't survive, nigga, I'm snubbin him out (bitch!)
Make you drink a bottle of Chlorox, hit you with four shots
They can't determine the cause of your death in your autops'
You scared? Don't come outside, the streets is serious (stay home)
My ribs touchin, I'm starvin', trigger happy, and furious
We could do it whenever, wherever, nigga set a date (what up!)
remember to ask the doc if he could replace your face (bitch!)

[Chorus 2x]
[Jadakiss:] Uh huh, yeah, what, haha! Yeah, uh huh, yeah, uh, yeah
[Verse 3]
[Jadakiss]
Ayo, kill one of mine, I'mma kill one of yours (that's right)
It ain't bitin' for base, but they still want it raw (you know it)
why'all niggaz think why'all do dirt, we do it more (more)
My man turned 14 shirts into a store (you got it!)
Now you could get it from us, we got enough of it (uh huh)
The dead president dope Chris Tucker was fuckin' with
There's 2 things, ether the jail or the cemetery (yeah)
Hammers and the Hawks is on the itinorary (what)
Anywhere, any block, clap any iron (any iron)
And beat niggaz 'till you can't identify em'
D Block my nigga (uh huh)
To the niggaz on cure perscription and Ki-lock my nigga (got ya)
What, it don't mean nuthin' (nuthin)
And you got the rights to bang a nigga wherever you want if he frontin' (yeah)
We done starved together and burned some scriller
Now we doin' it again, it's your turn gorilla (doin' it again baby!)

[Chorus 2x]
[Verse 4]
[Sheek]
Uh, you want it with who? (huh?)
You can't be talkin' to Louch or none of his crew (never)
We poppin' you quick (yeah)
Put big knives in you, bitch, get off our dick (get off our dick)
White Air's and white T's get filthy quick
And we ain't caughin' or sneezin', but the camp is sick (haha)
Uh, stop frontin', why'all don't want to pull triggers (nah)
Lifetime, Sex In the City ass niggaz (yeah)
Spit it for the hood and the gritty ass niggaz (uh)
Put big scars on the pretty ass niggaz (yeah)
I'll pull up wit a hooptie at a black tie affair
And smack the fuck out a boozie nigga like a bear (come here bitch)
Crime don't pay, who the fuck said that? (huh?)
How much you think I'm gettin' for his chain, where my gat?
Nigga act up, I'll let it rip in his back (brattt!)
You know who it is from coast to coast (who)
Thug niggaz keep clappin' ya toast
What up!?





[Chorus 2x]

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of the song D.B.L.O.C.K. by Sheek Louch are based on gritty and violent street life. The song is about an unapologetic and ruthless mentality adopted by members of D-Block, a New York based hip hop group. The lyrics establish that violence is a necessary response to threats or disrespect, and that there is no remorse for the lives lost in the pursuit of power and respect.


The first verse by Sheek sets the tone for the song, as he bluntly declares his intentions to kill anyone who crosses him. He emphasizes that he has no qualms about killing and shows no emotion in killing anyone, even someone he might know. The chorus is a call to arms, imploring members to not hold back from killing and stomping out anyone who threatens their group. Other members of the group, Jadakiss and J Hood, also contribute to the song by rapping about violence, threats, and general disregard for their enemies.


Overall, the song D.B.L.O.C.K. depicts the harsh realities of life in the streets, where violence and survival go hand in hand. It paints a picture of a world where strength is measured by one's ability to hold their own, and intimidation is key to staying ahead of the competition.


Line by Line Meaning

Yo, we do nuthin', we are nuthin' (true)
We are not productive members of society; we do not contribute to anything meaningful.


I ain't pullin' my blade if I won't scar nuthin'
I won't use my knife unless it will leave a serious mark on someone.


I ain't pullin' my gun if I won't shoot shit, that's useless (why would I do that)
I won't use my gun unless it's necessary because what's the point otherwise?


I'll kill ya whole family, that's ruthless (you pussy nigga)
I am capable of extreme violence including killing entire families, and I have no empathy for those who cross me.


You could die nigga
I have no issues with killing you.


I ain't droppin a tear, I ain't thinkin twice nigga, you ain't my nigga
I won't feel bad or hesitate to kill you because you are not my friend or associate.


I don't smoke with you, drink with you, eat with you (uh uh)
I don't share any activities with you that would imply any sort of friendship or respect between us.


I got a problem with you, I'mma let the heat whistle
If I have a problem with you, I'll use my gun to make it clear that I'm not to be messed with.


This is real shit, nigga I peel shit (tell em')
I am not exaggerating or joking when I say I will hurt someone. I am capable of inflicting serious harm.


I'm harder than concrete and steel mixed (who's better)
I am incredibly tough and resilient, and I challenge anyone to match or surpass it.


I want to kill niggaz (kill em)
I have a desire to kill people, and I won't hesitate to act on it.


You think it's part of the verse, it's part of the curse, and I don't really feel niggaz (I don't feel why'all)
I'm not just saying these violent things for the sake of the song - I truly have no regard for human life and feel nothing for those I harm.


They say stop the viloence, but I gotta join in it (I'm gonna join in it)
Even though society condemns violence, I am still going to participate in it because I feel it is necessary for survival.


I'm in the hooptie with 3 Ki's a boy in it
I am riding in a car with a significant amount of drugs and a minor.


This is pay day, fuck what they say (fuck em')
I'm going to do what I want regardless of what others say or think because I'm getting paid for it.


D Block, grab your handguns and A-K's
As part of D Block, we are armed and dangerous, and we are ready to use our weapons.


Bang that shit off, clap that kid up
Shoot and kill the person you have targeted.


Stomp that kid out, don't let him get up
Beat the person you have targeted to the point that they cannot get up on their own.


Any block frontin', gon' wet that shit up
If anyone on any block acts aggressively or disrespectfully towards us, we will respond with violence.


It don't mean nuthin' to me!
We have no emotional attachment to killing or violence - it is simply a means to an end for us.


Talkin super hard when I know that you bitch-made (faggot)
You are acting tough when I know you are actually weak and cowardly.


Stab ya ass in the espohigus with a switchblade
I will stab you in a very vulnerable and painful area with a small knife.


Take it out and straight saw off your ribcage (all that)
I will use a saw to cut through your ribcage after already stabbing you.


Garbage bag around your brother head, smother him out
I am capable of suffocating your sibling with a garbage bag.


Make sure he don't survive, nigga, I'm snubbin him out (bitch!)
I will make sure that your sibling does not survive my attack, and I am not afraid to use my gun to make it happen.


We done starved together and burned some scriller
We have faced hardship together and made money through illegal means.


Now we doin' it again, it's your turn gorilla (doin' it again baby!)
We are continuing to engage in illegal activity and it is now someone else's turn to participate alongside us.


Uh, you want it with who? (huh?)
Who are you trying to challenge or confront?


We poppin' you quick (yeah)
We will shoot and kill you without hesitation.


White Air's and white T's get filthy quick
White sneakers and white t-shirts get dirty easily, especially when engaging in violent activity.


Uh, stop frontin', why'all don't want to pull triggers (nah)
Quit pretending to be tough - you don't actually want to use your weapon.


Spit it for the hood and the gritty ass niggaz (uh)
These violent lyrics are for the people in the hood who appreciate and understand our way of life.


Put big scars on the pretty ass niggaz (yeah)
We are capable of inflicting physical harm and scarring even those who may appear attractive or privileged.


Crime don't pay, who the fuck said that? (huh?)
Whoever says that crime doesn't pay is wrong - we are making a lot of money through illegal means.


How much you think I'm gettin' for his chain, where my gat?
I am planning to steal someone's expensive jewelry and am ready to use my gun to do so if necessary.


Thug niggaz keep clappin' ya toast
People who live the thug lifestyle should keep firing their guns to show strength and intimidate others.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: RAYMOND GRANT, RICHARD GRANT, SHAWN JACOBS

Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
To comment on or correct specific content, highlight it

Genre not found
Artist not found
Album not found
Song not found

More Versions