Dinner Guest
Lyrics Sheek Louch

Featuring: Jadakiss, Bully, Styles P

Guess who's coming to dinner.. mighty D–Block
Guess who's coming to dinner.. mighty mighty D–Block

D-Block oh-oh-oh-oh D-Block (repeat)

[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 law behind me
Nickel plate, extra shiny
Got this women 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 f*ck
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


(Aha, the one and only, the mighty might)
Money ain't sh*t 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 hoe
Haze then I'm back to sour
Okay I'm 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 strip you
My hand, wrist, ears and my neck laid
Nothing but straight fire for a decade
I'm in the polo rounds, polo down,
Feelin' like when Tony put Manolo down
Y'all know who control the town


This is for my Looters and shooters
With them deserts, and rugers, 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, that's why ratty warm
Have you marked for death, you're whole family gone
Got em pounds of that green 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, Bully's insane

[Styles P]
Never been to Yonkers before neither entrepreneur
And I'm 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, life flags, gang flags
It's 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