Dinner Guest Lyrics - Donnie G: Don Gorilla - Sheek Louch

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, oh, oh, oh, oh 

D-Block, oh, oh, oh, oh 

D-Block, oh, oh, oh, oh 

D-Block, oh, oh, oh, oh 

D-Block, oh, oh, oh, oh 

D-Block, oh, oh, oh, oh 

D-Block, oh, oh, oh, oh 

Okay, I lyrically ejaculate 

I come on tracks, go 'head and hate 

Go inside, run and hide 

'Cause this gon' boost the murder rate 

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Flying with the law 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 

Ros, feet up, deuce deuce in my shoe 

Ten years on radio, ten years on mix-tapes 

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 

Guess who's coming to dinner, mighty Dblock 

Guess who's coming to dinner, mighty, mighty DBlock 

D-Block, oh, oh, oh, oh 

D-Block, oh, oh, oh, oh 

D-Block, oh, oh, oh, oh 

D-Block, oh, oh, oh, oh 

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D-Block, oh, oh, oh, oh 

D-Block, oh, oh, oh, oh 

D-Block, oh, oh, oh, oh 

D-Block, oh, oh, oh, oh 

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 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 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 

Guess who's coming to dinner, mighty Dblock 

Guess who's coming to dinner, mighty, mighty DBlock 

D-Block, oh, oh, oh, oh 

D-Block, oh, oh, oh, oh 

D-Block, oh, oh, oh, oh 

D-Block, oh, oh, oh, oh 

D-Block, oh, oh, oh, oh 

D-Block, oh, oh, oh, oh 

D-Block, oh, oh, oh, oh 

D-Block, oh, oh, oh, oh 

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 

Me 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, bullys insane 

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 tryin' to 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 [Incomprehensible] flags, game 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 

Guess who's coming to dinner, mighty Dblock 

Guess who's coming to dinner, mighty, mighty DBlock 

D-Block, oh, oh, oh, oh 

D-Block, oh, oh, oh, oh 

D-Block, oh, oh, oh, oh 

D-Block, oh, oh, oh, oh 

D-Block, oh, oh, oh, oh 

D-Block, oh, oh, oh, oh 

D-Block, oh, oh, oh, oh 

D-Block, oh, oh, oh, oh