Street Music
Sheek Louch Lyrics


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(feat. The Game)

{*helicopter flies overhead*}

There comes a time, in every man's life
When he gon' have to decide, who he fuckin with
Who you fuckin with? Them niggaz don't care about you
Them niggaz don't give a fuck about you
Why you rappin like that? This street music!

(Sheek Louch)
Yo, let's, talk about it what; Sheek can throw
the fiend on a nigga guarantee he won't walk up out it
No no, nickel-plated uhh; kinda old
but the muzzle them usin make this motherfucker updated
Puh-puh, nigga please; if a nigga had your son
and had him lookin down you wouldn't even squeeze
Uh uhh, I don't know; I don't wanna hear about
the money that you had, or what you did a long time ago
Yo yo the hood is mine; I don't gotta sell a lot
I just live off more points than the porcupines
Uh uhh, feel me cousin? Sheek been a problem
before this D-Block shit started buzzin
Some are sayin - no he wasn't, he turned sick
With that women in your family can suck my dick
And I've been red hot every since; I ain't sayin I'm the best
Muh'fucker, I'm just workin with some sense

(Chorus: Sheek Louch)
This is that blood, crip, latin king shit, every hustler pushin a whip
Street music - what? {*repeat 4X*}
This is that blood, crip, latin king shit, every hustler pushin a whip
Street music - what? {*repeat 4X*}

(Sheek Louch)
Y'all niggaz so sweet, Sheek so street
From the doo rag on my head to the sneakers on my feet
The heart in my chest, black on my flesh
And I swear to my son, I'll leave this shit a mess
I do it for the yard, where most of my squad
is sittin in a cell, goin through hell
And every frontin nigga got a story to tell
Bye bye nigga, doves fly nigga
The hardest nigga spittin came from Bed-Stuy nigga
After that was Sheek, some say it was Jigga
I got loyalty; I ain't a king to none of this shit
But I swear, on the streets I'm royalty
Kinda scary ain't it? You don't wanna be
That's why the hood treat you colder than the A&P
I throw my fists up - but it ain't for black power
It's for any motherfucker that gets up

(Chorus)

(Sheek Louch)
Niggaz don't wanna buh-bug bang with me
Cause 9 out 10 when you see me I got the muh'fuckin thangs with me
Fuck it put 'em up; muh'fucker put your guns in the air
If you with me nigga hold 'em up
Ruh ruh rowdy ain't it; I ain't afraid to go to war
and have a nigga white tee, like you fingerpaint it
Every hood got 'em, kinda hard to spot 'em
Once I'm there about to tell you what nigga shot him
What the fuck is up? I ain't nuttin up
Niggaz hard 'til they leakin through they button up
Get at my crew, whatever nigga who
You don't need a flight to be all JetBlue
Understand me nigga - if it happens, it happens
But I ain't really a Grammy nigga
Sheek spit rage; y'all don't want me to win nuttin
I'm bringin the whole Block on the stage





(Chorus)

Overall Meaning

The song "Street Music" by Sheek Louch (featuring The Game) is a declaration of street loyalty and pride. The opening lines suggest that there comes a time in every man's life when he must choose who he associates with and aligns himself with. Sheek Louch goes on to stress that the streets are his home and he wishes to defend it at all costs. He raps about how he has always been a problem, even before the D-Block buzz began. He also talks about loyalty, the struggles of the hood, and how he will always fight to defend his territory. Sheek Louch strongly believes that the streets hold a deep sense of royalty and power, and he throws his fists up not just for black power, but for anyone who gets up. He finishes with a declaration that he is not in the music game to win Grammys, but to bring the whole block on stage.


All in all, "Street Music" is an unapologetic tribute to the streets from a rapper deeply entrenched in the lifestyle. It is a message of defiance, street loyalty, and power. Sheek Louch's lyrics portray the struggle, strife, and grit of life on the street, and how it has shaped him into the man he is today.


Line by Line Meaning

There comes a time, in every man's life
There will be a moment in every man's life when he must make a decision about who he truly associates himself with.


When he gon' have to decide, who he fuckin with
Each person needs to choose their company wisely.


Who you fuckin with? Them niggaz don't care about you
Do you know who you hang out with? They don't have your best interests at heart.


Them niggaz don't give a fuck about you
Your 'friends' don't give a damn about you.


Why you rappin like that? This street music!
The kind of music Sheek makes is based on real-life experiences in the concrete jungle.


Yo, let's, talk about it what; Sheek can throw
I'm going to tell you about me, a thug who's capable of doing anything.


the fiend on a nigga guarantee he won't walk up out it
I'm not afraid to use violence and will ensure that anyone who crosses me suffers the consequences.


No no, nickel-plated uhh; kinda old
I carry an old, nickel-plated gun not because it's good looking but because it's still a reliable weapon.


but the muzzle them usin make this motherfucker updated
I have made modifications to it and upgraded it to make it more deadly.


Puh-puh, nigga please; if a nigga had your son
Don't act tough, if someone had your son at gunpoint, you wouldn't do shit.


and had him lookin down you wouldn't even squeeze
You wouldn't be able to pull the trigger even if your child's life depended on it.


Uh uhh, I don't know; I don't wanna hear about
I don't want to hear about your past glory. It's irrelevant, and I don't care.


the money that you had, or what you did a long time ago
It's not what you did in the past that counts, it's what you do now.


Yo yo the hood is mine; I don't gotta sell a lot
I own the streets; I don't need to rap or sell albums to prove that.


I just live off more points than the porcupines
I survive by accumulating more 'points' or victories than my opponents.


Uh uhh, feel me cousin? Sheek been a problem
Do you hear what I'm saying? I've been a thorn in everyone's side for a long time.


before this D-Block shit started buzzin
I was causing trouble before D-Block, and I'll continue causing trouble long after it's gone.


Some are sayin - no he wasn't, he turned sick
There are some people who don't believe I was ever tough, but now they see how ruthless I can be.


With that women in your family can suck my dick
I'm so confident that I'm the real deal that I'm not afraid to disrespect or offend anyone.


And I've been red hot every since; I ain't sayin I'm the best
My career has been on fire since day one, but I'm not claiming to be the greatest.


Muh'fucker, I'm just workin with some sense
I'm just using common sense to navigate the dangerous streets.


This is that blood, crip, latin king shit, every hustler pushin a whip
The music I create is for the people living in the streets, hardcore thugs and hustlers from different gangs and affiliations.


Y'all niggaz so sweet, Sheek so street
You guys are so soft, while I'm a true thug from the street.


From the doo rag on my head to the sneakers on my feet
I embody the street culture from head to toe.


The heart in my chest, black on my flesh
My heart and soul are stained with the dark realities of the streets.


And I swear to my son, I'll leave this shit a mess
I promise my son that I will leave a legacy and prove that I was a true thug.


I do it for the yard, where most of my squad
I represent for the block where most of my crew is locked up.


is sittin in a cell, goin through hell
My day ones are doing hard time and suffering in jail.


And every frontin nigga got a story to tell
Every fake thug has a story to tell, but I know the truth.


Bye bye nigga, doves fly nigga
If you fake, you'll get exposed and your time is up.


The hardest nigga spittin came from Bed-Stuy nigga
People say I'm the toughest rapper, and I'm from Bed-Stuy, Brooklyn.


After that was Sheek, some say it was Jigga
After me, people think Jay-Z is the toughest rapper.


I got loyalty; I ain't a king to none of this shit
I'm loyal to my crew, but I'm not trying to be a gang leader or a kingpin.


But I swear, on the streets I'm royalty
In the streets, I have a reputation, and people respect me.


Kinda scary ain't it? You don't wanna be
It's scary when you see how tough I am, and you wouldn't want to mess with me.


That's why the hood treat you colder than the A&P
That's why people in the hood don't care about you.


I throw my fists up - but it ain't for black power
When I raise my fists, it's not about political movements or social justice.


It's for any motherfucker that gets up
It's for anyone who has the guts to stand up and fight.


Niggaz don't wanna buh-bug bang with me
People are afraid to mess with me because I'm too powerful.


Cause 9 out 10 when you see me I got the muh'fuckin thangs with me
Whenever you see me, I'm carrying guns.


Fuck it put 'em up; muh'fucker put your guns in the air
If you're not afraid of me, then put your guns up.


If you with me nigga hold 'em up
If you're on my side, then raise your guns too.


Ruh ruh rowdy ain't it; I ain't afraid to go to war
I'm always ready for combat and unafraid to do whatever it takes.


and have a nigga white tee, like you fingerpaint it
I'm not afraid to get blood on my white shirt.


Every hood got 'em, kinda hard to spot 'em
Every neighborhood has fake thugs, and it's hard to tell who's real and who's not.


Once I'm there about to tell you what nigga shot him
But once I'm around, I'll know exactly who did the dirty work.


What the fuck is up? I ain't nuttin up
Don't mess with me; I'm not intimidated.


Niggaz hard 'til they leakin through they button up
People act tough until they start bleeding through their clothes.


Get at my crew, whatever nigga who
If you come for me or my crew, I'll take you on.


You don't need a flight to be all JetBlue
You don't need a plane to get high like JetBlue.


Understand me nigga - if it happens, it happens
I'm not afraid of what might happen in the future.


But I ain't really a Grammy nigga
I'm not chasing fame or accolades like the Grammys.


Sheek spit rage; y'all don't want me to win nuttin
When I go off, I go hard. I'll never back down.


I'm bringin the whole Block on the stage
When I perform, I'm representing my whole neighborhood and everyone who supports me.


This is that blood, crip, latin king shit, every hustler pushin a whip
The music I create is for the people living in the streets, hardcore thugs and hustlers from different gangs and affiliations.


Street music - what? {*repeat 4X*}
This is street music, and that's what I'm all about.




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