(feat. Lil' C)

[talking:]

Lil' Keke the Don, Lil' C the Underboss
C.M.G. fa sho


[Lil' Keke:]
Hit licks for heavy bricks, I get it 14 plain
Coming from out of town, it's gon be 19 a thang

Rock for rock, zone for zone
Block for block, getting it on till the whole thang gone
I'm a rap star, but I got love for the do

Going hard with the snow, till it ain't no mo'
Cash flow, I keep it cracking and stay stacking
Distribute these goods, and try to ease away from jacking

My neighborhood, it rock like heavy metal
We raised that way, so you can play it on the ghetto


[Lil' C:]
I got that work ^!$$%, but I ain't Beatrice
Keep seventeen bricks, in the pissy mattress

H-Town H-Town, the city of dope
Got the %#@! channeled, with the chickens under the boat
Don't get me wrong, some fly and some float

My ^!$$% in Rico, from the Gulf of Mexico
To the fat sack of do-do, that me and Ke' smoke
I'm the quarterback, my receiver wide open

For a pass, got the police on D
But %#@! knowing me, I'ma throw a T.D.


[Hook:]
I'm in the kitchen, with the pyrex shaking
I'm bout my game, ain't got time for the faking

I might be rapping, but I'm still brick breaking
Cause ain't no limit, to this money I be making
I'm in the kitchen, with the pyrex shaking

I'm bout my game, ain't got time for the faking
I might be rapping, but I'm still cake baking
Cause ain't no limit, to this money I be making


[Lil' Keke:]
You know the streets end up, and I just can't let up

^!$$%z falling out of line, man they must catch up
Cause the limo's, jacuzzi's and presidential suites
All that pretty %#@!, can't keep my hands out the streets

I do it dirty, the type of work that get a ^!$$% thirty
Birds that get the worm, are the ones up early
It's a hard job, trying to survive the mob

Staying in the limelight, without a playa getting robbed
I got a brick hanging, and it's wrapped like a gift
With a poisonous smell, that the dogs can't sniff

Airplanes and trains, mics and cocaine
It's twenty for a show, twenty for a thang
Rapping is beautiful, it got a young ^!$$% shining

But some'ing in my blood, that just keep a ^!$$% grinding
I get's paid, on a regular basis
So many faces, so many places what


[Hook]


[Lil' C:]
It ain't no limit to this money, I'm telling you mayn the game funny
^!$$%z wasn't with it, till you mention big face hundreds

Get the bricks, load em in the train
Load em in the submarine, load em in the plane
It's in the game, like EA Sports

Slip and get hit, with bullets of all sorts
You don't wanna play around, with me do ya
Hollow tips shred right through ya, treat you like I never knew ya

Behind my work
And I'm always one deep when I do my dirt, the truth hurt
It hit you like a boomerang, and come back

Like dope fiends, digging for hard crack
Get your mind right, 'fore you $#&@ with mine
24/7 3-65, I'ma shine

Ice gon blind, don't make a mistake dummy
And I'll do whatever it take, to make money for real

[Hook x2]