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Lil Keke Undaground All Stars Da Texas Line Up

or your Benz, or your old school Cheve Scream it like you mean it, when you say (already) [Lil' Keke] Boys just be talking, haters just be bumping I'm riding up

[Lil' Keke:] Body rock or start rocking, if you rocking it now Tell the DJ start mixing, if he chopping it now Look at me, I'm so fresh so clean Digital

For that bread niggaz willing to go, to hell and back [Hook] [Lil' Keke] If your cash is mean, let me hear you scream and rush it Hood rich fake ass niggaz, y'all

'all niggaz, and y'all love me too Lil' C-A.G., man you know how it go It's CMG-S.U.C., plus Sean Solo Herschelwood, and I'm the Lil' Keke And I be steady

your time gone Don't fall for anything, ok you gotta stand for something (we come up out the hood, and we ain't never had nothing) [Lil' Keke] They

rocks I got bricks, I got pies and cakes In the hood posted up, triple beams and weight On the block at the trap, cause it's money to make [Lil' Keke

nigga, Fat Rat nigga We in the building, S.U.C Underground All-Stars, feel it ah [Hook] We some hustlers ballers, money making thugs Underground All-Stars