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[talking] Check the game, we gon do it like this For the 2 triple 3, alright [Lil' Keke] Hold up a minute, and let me mash it Give me a check, and I'll cash it It's all about the cream, and getting paid you see I'm from the fourth largest city, called 7-1-3 This is O Town, where niggaz be getting smoked down Catch me next summer, I'm chilling down in your town For real, signing a major deal All I wanna do is relax, and make my mills [Hook x2] How many niggaz, be getting they crush on (crush on) When the FED's is coming, you get your rush on (rush on) Life is gravy, I'm on the come up (come up) If you think it's a game, then go on run up (run up) [Lil' Keke] Where them go-getters, not them bullshitters Talking certified soldiers, them lick hitters You know every year, we gonna roll new whips Gangstas, thugs and them Bloods and Crips We on the bottom, trying to make it to the top Letras de cancionesShaking the FED's, trying watch out for crooked cops I'm loaded, full of Hen and dank Going 80 on the freeway, I'm wasting my drank I need a Hotel, with a woman to match In a 600 Coupe, when it's time to scratch So I'm crawling, and the rain is falling One thing fa sho mayn, forever we balling We stay fly, and we stay high Got the answer to the game, like that A.I It's the come up, so don't run up And the ki's in the kitchen, man they done up [Hook x2] [Lil' Keke] Last but not least, bank accounts increase Trying to get to the cheese, to my life deceased On the cool, when it's time to swing Got them bricks to the ceiling, stand tall as Yao Ming How you like that, better get back Stash and put away, for some mo' stacks This the street game, are you ready my man Get your bread get your money, get a hell of a plan Poetic 1, yeah this your nigga Lil' Ke Avarice representing, with that CMG We could never stop, with no motherfucking plexes All respect due, to the city Houston Texas [Hook x2] From Letras Mania