Dinner Guest

[Chorus: Sheek Louch] Guess whos coming to dinner.. mighty D–block Guess whos coming to dinner.. mighty mighty D–Block D-Block- oh-oh-oh-oh D- block [Verse 1: Sheek Louch] (louder, louder, yeh, Don Don) Okay I lyrically ejaculate I come on tracks go ‘head and hate Go inside, run and hide Coz this gon boost the murder rate Flying with the long behind me Nickel plate, extra shiny Got this woman on my tip like they name is Tiny Every hood, light is up, dark liquor, plastic cup Sour diesel, hoodie on, gun out like what the fuck Porsche turbo, yankee blue, Derek Jeter of his crew Rosé, feet up, deuce deuce in my shoe Ten years on radio, ten years on mixtapes Did deals with everybody, even survived the Puff rape Now I’m all bossed up, watch all glossed up D block, we hard in the streets, put your signs up [Chorus: Sheek Louch] Guess whos coming to dinner.. mighty D–block Guess whos coming to dinner.. mighty mighty D–Block D-Block- oh-oh-oh-oh D- block [Verse 2: Jadakiss] (aha, the one and only, the mighty might) Money ain't shit to me, respect means more to me We define loyalty This is rap royalty Let the fo five off, live for, die for Hustle is my first love, and the streets my side ho Haze then im back to sour Okay im back in power Business man nine to five, hooligan after hours Ain't nobody to compare to what we contribute The bars is like the possession, with intent to distribute My hand, wrist, ears and neck laid Nothing but straight fire for a decade Im in the polo rounds, polo down Feelin like when Tony put Manolo down Ya all know who control the town [Chorus: Sheek Louch] Guess whos coming to dinner.. mighty D–block Guess whos coming to dinner.. mighty mighty D–Block D-Block- oh-oh-oh-oh D- block [Verse 3: Bully] This is for my Looters and shooters With them deserts, and rugars and lugers Who was newest to beat, talk to us, huh? I got ‘em don don, fully black armani yan(?) Mi not play wit dem facey boys, shut it down Keep my barrel spinnin, thats why ratty warm Have you marked for death, you’re whole family gone Got em pounds of thatgreen we call it the Hawks D- Block, one time, we call it new york Get money, hit honeys on the regular Bully stay in peoples ear like a cellular Now the World and your girl they all know my name Got em Trey Songing, Bullys insane [Verse 4: Styles P] Never been to Yonkers before neither enterpreneur And im a monster for sure Like Godzilla Shoot is on your death, cut ya deck like a card dealer Puffin on the lies, spent a buck at the car dealer They tryna say d block is negative Any rapper breathing is breathing cause we let em live I can tell you why these soft suckas mad at me They can see I got every kind of flags with me Honor flags,? flags, game flags Its a d block, everywhere we bangs at Money long, run long, bullets long Word to your hood, if you got a hood, put it on [Chorus: Sheek Louch] Guess whos coming to dinner.. mighty D–block Guess whos coming to dinner.. mighty mighty D–Block D-Block- oh-oh-oh-oh D- block