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feat. H.A.W.K. Aufkleber Folie [Hook] Crack is what we selling, snitch niggaz be telling Keep you niggaz bailing, here we go (here we go, here we go, here we go) Crack is what we selling, snitch niggaz be telling Keep you niggaz bailing, because we three time felons
[Lil' Keke] Now peep game, I promise on sight it's going down AK's and clips, that's filled with hundred rounds It's my time no stress, I locate Tip Tell him load up everything mayn, these boys a trip I gotta call a meeting, so we can lay the format We bout to sweep the whole streets, yeah the Don said that I put my life up on it, these niggaz gonna come up missing Lying talking and snitching, in these streets big sixing Don't play these games, because you think you a star You might of had yourself a battle, but you ain't ready for war This shit is complicated, that's why you mark niggaz hate it Scared to roll the dice, because you punks can't fade it They hesitated, to even test it again That's why they perpetrated, because they click is pretend I'm on a paper chase, you know the road to riches Serious about my feddy, and I'm busting all snitches what
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[H.A.W.K.] Here we go-here we go-here we go-here we go, it's a must I get my do' It's a must I move this snow, befo' the FEDs kick in my do' Crack is what I'm selling, these fake ass niggaz telling My mama is raising hell'n, crying screaming and yelling Lots of dogs smelling, around my residence They looking for evidence, and mob they presidents On cuts I'm legendary, by any means necessary These cake ass niggaz scary, and singing like canaries You'll find a cemetery, if you caught up in my mix I still hit brick licks, and I'm good with arithmetic This game is getting deep, and I'm playing for keeps Contaminating the streets, while you broke niggaz sleep
[Lil' Keke] It ain't no telling bout this click, cause you know we don't play It be forever and a day, with that H-A-W-K It's the 2 double 2, flipping pies we ain't through C.D.'s and LP's, for the people like you Get your mash on whoalie, get your cash on whoalie Niggaz snitching and bitching, but I promise they don't know me It's a trip mayn, because these punk niggaz telling Commission rich click, we some three time felons what
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[Lil' Keke] Let's get this money baby, now it's a dangerous job Y'all so close to getting robbed, by the Southside mob We do the dumping nigga, and it don't matter the state Y'all continue to playa hate, and get yourself checkmate They better recognize, all this money and power Cause it be hour after hour, on you mark ass cowards I get's my cash, and fill up the stash befo' I flash Superstars mash, with two hundred on the dash This rap game, the legal crack game You know it's cocaine and fame, on this hustler's name I get's my money right, I'm dedicated for real It be killas and drug dealers, that'll snatch out your grill I lay the lick down, cause I'm gon get mine And if these niggaz out of line, then these niggaz dying I ain't the one mayn, you better watch who you telling Lil' Keke the Don, also known as a felon
