Lil' Keke

[fox69]

"I Never"

"I Never"


I... Yea Never ever felt this way in my life before oohhh I never felt this way in my life before oohhh...

Baby girl you held a real nigga down! Uh I love you too

Yea yea my gangsta bitch you a blessing baby girl you kept me on my shit for real and I'm proud of you what more can I say kept your word and held me down and every single of way and say words can't explain how much that meant to me you wasn't working with a lot but you gave me what you got, came to see me everyday in that city and when they ship me to the pen I just knew you wouldn't forget me like my fake friends but what you do came through for me like always never once seen trade or sun on my rainy days and I thank you, you got me I love you it's loyalty on mines gods the only thing above ya believe me.

[Chorus]
IIIIIII... Neverrr ever felt this way in my life before oohhhh I never ever (stay holding a nigga down)

All them late nights me coming home from hitting licks you never question if I was running around with a bitch I can't lie sometimes I entertain them other brauds you was the only one that stayed when times got hard when I was ass out no job no cheddar she knocked the bills out and told me it's gone get better when I was stressing about things inside of my control she came home from church services saying baby let it go she leave the school get her in-terms and go to work nothing on nothing man that shit hurt felt the way I feel now and that's funny thru the thick and the thin she was 100.

[Chorus]

I got a thang for ya inside long time and I'm satisfied knowing that your heart is mine we go way back I'm talking first pack talking rock days half on a dime sack you know that hood shit teenage but living grown playing quiet storm whispering on the telephone I'm feeling like right now the right moment I told baby she mines and put the ring on it you know the money straight respect understood lets go half on a family it's all good I done had plenty hoes but I chose to stay and on the cool boo you still got me this way

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"I Use Rhymes"
(feat. 1 Da Boy)

"I Use Rhymes"
(feat. 1 Da Boy)



[1 Da Boy]
I got a little trouble on my chest, right now
Mark ass niggaz, don't wanna let me go round
What's wrong you mad, because I'm on feet now
Fucking around with this, will get you killed uh-huh
Now that's gangsta, that's the only way I say it
I say it because I mean it, and I'm meaning what I said
Y'all niggaz don't really want, trouble from me
I catch you young pimp, and break both of your feet
Make you sniff paint thinner, till your nose start to bleed
And if you still talking shit, I'll break both of your knees
I'm a Downtown soldier, from the hood of the 3
Where fake niggaz get cut, like a shirt with no sleeves
Cause that's me, pushing a big body U-V
And that's me, keeping the spot H-O-T
And that's me, I represent that A-V-A-R-I-C-E whooo

[Hook x2]
I use rhymes my nigga, to express myself
It all comes to the line, when I'm by myself
It's do or die right now, cause I'm for myself
We slowed it when you jamming this, here by yourself

[Lil' Keke]
Where my down South soldiers, lightening up doja
1 Da Boy, Lil' Ke man I swear we done told you
The streets is dangerous, better pack your weapon
Nobody got a gun, then your click half stepping
Texas Mafia, nobody is stopping you
You better slow your role, cause my killas is watching you
Herschel Wood to the Tre, collecting pay
How they ride AK's, stay prepared to spray
And the street sweeper, hits so deeper
Writing bar after bar, cause the words reach you
Verbal assassin, you know the flow be blasting
I wanna get my bread, is all I'm asking
Respect the G-Code, Lil' Ke so cold
Trying to get my loot, cause it's right up the road
No time to be wasting, my bad fa sho
Like Christopher Wallace, I love the do'

[Hook x2]

[1 Da Boy]
Be wise each nigga like me, show up
I told them boys, that 1 Da Boy gon blow up
But them haters didn't like that, true that
Sell a million copies, I lay em over blue dat
I ain't bringing my style, I ain't bringing my skills
But I got the skills, to pay my whole click bills
Now what's the deal punk, you got beef let me know
1 Da Boy kicking in your front, and your back do'
I ain't no punk mark, bitch, hater or a hoe
If you aggravate my mind, your head slammed to the flo'
Cause I'm a hard hitting thug, that's about my scrill
Always scheming in my brain, how to make a quick mill
Now what's the deal, I'm keeping it low but real steel
1 Da Boy on top, of the world now do you feel
The hits that I spit, on this track support shit
Avarice taking over, ain't no and, if's or misses

[Hook x4]

 

[fox69]

"I'm A G"

"I'm A G"


I'm a G, ain't no telling what you cats might see baby
Check me out now, wholay...

[Lil' Keke:]
You know I'm thugged out, cause that's the way I gotta survive
You know I'm dubbed out, on every ride that I drive
Let me take a moment, to introduce myself
Cause baby girl I see you want it, and I could tell you on it
It's the millennium, I'm trying to light up the stage
And I be taking it to the max, because I wanna stay paid
You know the album is hot, I'm in the spots you not
And if I pull a gun to shoot, then best believe you shot
Cause I'm a soldier a vet, with no time to sweat
From the store to the deck, and checking on internet
I be going off, girl you ain't heard about Lil' Keke
From the Dirty South, he got a bad mouth
It ain't no thang mayn, a bunch of haters in the world
Say it's a damn shame, but I just maintain no game
Get your cash and mash, on your plan
Cause the G in my life, stands for gangsta my man

[Hook: x2]
I'm a G, it ain't no telling what you cats might see
You know the ladies shake it up, and it's for free
And I be getting my money first, cause that's me
Nigga, and that's me nigga

[Lil' Keke:]
Bringing down the rap draft, cause I'm a first round pick
And from the booth to the stage, man I love that shit
You know the Northside, they say they love it the most
You know the Southside, quick to represent for they folk
You know the Eastside, they putting it down for the cheddar
And the Westside, you know they down for whatever
This another chapter, of the life after
Selling dope on the block, but now a paid rapper
I'm not a high capper, but I do get plex
Am I living like a baller, then the answer is yes
Listen up nigga, I ain't tripping when I tell you I'm about my scrilla
And I ain't tripping, when I tell you I'm a mad killa, but I'm a O.G
And when I'm gunning niggaz running, cause they know me
You better show me, cause all that chatter don't just matter
Nigga homie, cause you gon owe me
Cause this the damn song, you playing games with my family
You get stepped on, so nigga get gone
The Southcoast's host, that you love the most
And you done came this far, and you still ain't close

[Hook x2]

 

[fox69]

"I'm A G"
(feat. Birdman)

"I'm A G"
(feat. Birdman)



Gots To Be A G Till The Day That I Die (That's Right)
Gots To Be A G Till The Day That I Die (Hey Hey)
Gots To Be A G Till The Day That I Die (I'm a G)
Gots To Be A G(I'm a G)Till The Day That I Die

[Lil Keke:]
I Gots To Be A G
Reall Niggas Stand Up
O Gs Stand Up
Cromes The Bridge Nigga
I Come For Nothin

Lord Have Mercy
Momma Done Raised A Real Thug
Me And My Daddy Cool But He Showed Me Tough Love
15 I Was Ass out Gettin Grown
By This Time My Old Man Had Been Moved On
Momma Could'ntDrive So She Didn't Have A Car
And I Could Still See Ma T-Lady Walkin Far
Sweat On Her Face Purse And A Grocery Bag
Me And My Sister Shyet That's All We Ever Had
Stuck Ma Chest Out And Became The Man Of The House
Now I'm The Bread Winner Go Get It at any Cost
Flippin Burgers Washin Cars And Cuttin Yards
I Graduated To Cookin soft and Sellin' Hard
High Skool It's Over With
I'm On A Path To Mo Hoes Mo Dough And A New Slab
I'm a B G Hard Headed So Fly
But I'm a Gangsta And like this Till I Die
Kno Wut I'm Sayin?

Gots To Be A G Till The Day That I Die (Pruuuuu)
Gots To Be A G Till The Day That I Die (Wut It Dew Homeboi)
Gots To Be A G Till The Day That I Die (Wuts Da Bidness)
Gots (Keke) To Be A G Till The Day That I Die (It's Big Homie Stunna Nigga We In The Buildin)

Gots To Be A G
Real Niggas Stand Up
Gots To Be A G
O Gs Stand Up
Gots To Be A G
I'm Still Here
Gots To Be A G Till The Day That I Die

[Birdman:]
U Kno Wut It Is Homeboi
I Say Ma Hood Is A Mess
The OGs done Got Dressed, with they red
They heard the lil homie got Wet
So The A Ks Sprayin Blood
For The Young Blood
You Kno Us Nigga
It's Ridin In Us
We Fly 25s On Them New Trucks
We High Till We Die
You Can't See Puffs
G 4 Burnin Purple Bush
On That Cush
Leanin On That Lean
And Them Guns Stay Put
Stuntin on them bitches
In God we trust
I'll ink my whole body I don't give a mutha fuck
We Did The New Grill
Iced Out Block Cut
Like Father Like Son
Reall Niggas Stand Up
I'm Wall Paper Dawg
I Hustle In The Fog
Slept With The Gater
Roll With Gorillas
Built real niggas
A Cash Money Nigga
Young Money Nigga
We The Real Go Gettas
Believe Dat

Gots To Be A G Till The Day That I Die
Gots To Be A G Till The Day That I Die
Gots To Be A G Till The Day That I Die
Gots To Be A G Till The Day That I Die

Gots To Be A G
Real Niggas Stand Up
Gots To Be A G
O Gs Stand Up
Gots To Be A G
I'm Here Nigga
Gots To Be A G(Haha)Till The Day That I Die

[Lil Keke:]
Fuck A Daploma
I'm smuthered in the Dro aroma
Still On Probation
If I piss then I'm a gonner
Catch A Pistol Case Before I Leave It At The Crib
Welcome to Herschel Wood
Souljas Get It How They Live
A Million Blocks
But They All End At One Road
The Streets A Muthafuckin Ride Till The Car Expload
Niggas Loose Your Vest I'm Takin Head Shots
Fuck A New Story
Evidence and sub plots
Preasure Bust A Pipe
Kept It Real And Stayed At It
Them Ol Snitch Niggas
Know the game and still ratted
I'm At The Weed House With 20 Bags And 3 For 10
I had a closed mind
Wouldn't Listen Back Then
Stuck In One Spot
Trynna Learn To Manage Money
Fuck dem Air Jordans
The Sky Ain't For Ever Sunny
Keep A Full Clip
Jackers Might Wanna Visit
I'm a G Chasin Down
The Same Meal Ticket
Kno Wut I'm Sayin? (Dats Rite)

Gots To Be A G Till The Day That I Die
(I Gots To Be A G)Gots To Be A G Till The Day That I Die
Gots To Be A G Till The Day That I Die(Real Talk)
Gots To Be A G Till The Day That I Die

Gots To Be A G
O Gs Stand Up
Gots To Be A G
Cromes The Bridge Nigga
Gots To Be A G
I Come For Nothin
I Gots To Be(Haha)A G Till The Day That I Die
Hey! [Echo]

 

[fox69]

"I'm A Pimp"
(feat. Mike Jones & Paul Wall)

"I'm A Pimp"
(feat. Mike Jones & Paul Wall)



[Chorus:]
I'm a pimp, I walk with a limp
I step inside Papadeaux, eating on shrimp
I'm a baller, lane to lane crawler
Clarion faller, candy roll hogger
I'm a pimp, I walk with a limp
I step inside Papadeaux, eating on shrimp
I'm a grinder, that's why I'm a shiner
I left behind whiners, to be a big timer

[Lil Keke:]
Here comes the Houston hustler man, it's time to get your game on
Hit the block rolling hard, and get my swang on
Pop the trunk marvalade, I don't play
I ride 24's, later on that day
I'm at Maxi, vale'd parked on Saturday night
Sipping on muddy Sprite, looking for something tight
On chrome, blowing the smoke off in my dome
Banging and looking good, I'm jamming on Mike Jones
Floss mode, I'm leaning and feeling thoed
Choking and getting blowed, while I hold
Man it's fa sho come on, and we killing the scene
I'm a throwback gangsta, a underground king, yeah

[Chorus]

[Mike Jones:]
I'm growing like Rogain, took over your hoe mayn
In seven months, Mike Jones took over the whole game
See while you niggaz at home trying to hate
Y'all need to step up to the plate
Cause I ain't about to feed y'all, I'm about lead y'all
I bleed the block and stack a knot, when laws get hot I shake the spot
I show the rocks and hoes bop, and they ain't even seen my drop yet
Princess cuts, channel sets and baguettes on wrist and neck
The mic I wreck, so now a lot of people show respect
All plexers, my Lexus is done
Keke, now the whole world wanna see me
You see I grind to stay paid, no time for minimum wage
A Escalade got it sprayed, cause we young made and paid
I lay on white butter, my ice'll make you stutter
I'm young local and gutter, but thoed as a motherfucker
My album, Who Is Mike Jones, coming soon
My album, Who Is Mike Jones, coming soon

[Hook]

[Paul Wall:]
Look here, you can tell from the way that I dress
BVS cover my chest, nothing less than the best
Don't compare me to the rest, cause I'm one of a kind
You can tell that I'm a baller, by the way I shine
I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind
So I hustle and grind, 99 percent of the time
If you looking for a playa, I'm the best you'll find
My conversation and punch lines, are one of a kind
All drinks on me, when I'm at Cabo's
It's playas get chose, so I'm surrounded by hoes
When I'm in the parking lot, you know how that goes
I got my trunk is out, to them my speakers exposed
Lord knows that I'm a hustler, I was born to ball
It's Paul Wall big swangas, when you see me crawl
Nine inch frame, 24 inches tall
Nan one of my diamonds got no flaw, holla at me baby

 

[fox69]

"Icon CMG"
(feat. Lil C & AG)

"Icon CMG"
(feat. Lil C & AG)



[Talking:]
Get your mind right, Icon C.M.G.
Icon is the future, C.M.G. my click represent

[Lil' Keke:]
Icon C.M.G., now we carrying weight
Got the foundation set, with potential to dominate
Heart full of fire, and my game is nice
Got the mouth neck and wrist, all covered in ice
It's a new era, the beginning of truth
My family is Teflon, the skills are bulletproof
In the booth, it's all or nothing hundred and ten
From the mic to the streets, I hustle and play to win
C.M.G., let's get it together we bar none
Mr. Gates, Underboss and Lil' Keke the Don
Fuck these punks, we let these niggaz do they own thang
This is Icon, we the future of the rap game
Slow pain, like the lethal injection
Spread through your mind, like a real bad infection
Budgets capital, all of the above
The kid done went major, I'm a legalized thug hey

[Hook: x2]
This is Icon, we was built from the dirt
Independent cash, organized network
Real niggaz, with no space for the wankstas
Off for C.M.G., cause we Custom Made Gangstas

[Lil' C:]
Nigga I'm a icon, motherfuckers wanna be like me
I'm wearing blue they think I'm cripping, wanna C like me
But nigga you ain't like me, cause I'm certified
Ask your bitch, she'll tell ya she prefer to ride
When I touch the track, it's getting burglarized
I'm in the club smoking doja, till I'm sleepy-eyed
So how you like me now, I'm still in it
My homie Ke' told me, long as you in it you can win it
So that's the phrase for this year, gotta live by it
Cause this year it's all beef bitch, no doubt
They thought I fell off, they thought I stopped rapping
Just cause a nigga up the street from me, went platinum
But that'll never happen, we independent cash
Organized network, niggaz on the mash
It ain't no easy task, this ain't no easy grasp
Catch me a hundred in the traffic, barely squeezing past

[Hook x2]

[A.G.:]
We come from dirt and sand, just like man
Many tried to intervene, but it was all in the plan
So you can say what you wanna say, do what you wanna do
Pull out your stumbling blocks, my click still coming through
And running you off the set, just like O.G.'s
Making sho, the whole world know we
Can't a motherfucker, hold me
Cause Icon good money in the streets, like a whole ki'
So nigga show me, what you tal'n bout
Then I show you, when I blow you
Off the map, off the globe
Making you history, like a Martin Luther story be told
Papa we too cold, so watch the take over
Giving the game, a C.M.G. make over
Nigga the break's over, so lean back
Before the hammer lean back, and beam that

[Hook x2]

 

[fox69]

"In Da Club"
(feat. Da Boyz N Blue)

"In Da Club"
(feat. Da Boyz N Blue)



Ha, Blue Boyz on the rise ha
Blue Boyz on the rise ha
Blue Boyz on the rise, with a mission to see [x2]

[Killa Kal]
I know you see me at the do', I'm in a Coupe on dubs
You in the lot, trying to pop it your hoop on hubs
You and your group at the club, trying to shoot your slugs
You think a nigga won't box you, or shoot your mug
I just came here to party baby, drank and roam blocks
Get a thicky thick chick, and get a quick dome shot
Got a sick chrome glock, and it cough at niggaz
I came here to fuck with women, I talk to niggaz
I'm here often nigga (doing what), buying the bar
Getting crunk with my click, might be eyeing a star
I see white eyeing a bar, while I sip my Belve
Walked over (grabbed her hand), and with her lips she tells me
(get thoed) hell yeah boo, I'm one of the ones
So I pull her close to me, hands under her buns
But it's one thing about her, I just got to know
If she cutting tonight shorty, then I got to go

[Hook x2]
This for them ballas in the back of the club
Niggaz that don't know, how to act in the club
And them 600's, and the them 'Lacs at the club
Stay iced up, looking good in the club
Get fucked up, chunk up your hood in the club

[Sir Daily]
Now Daily pull up to the spot, at 12 o'clock on the dot
Looking for a chickenhead, bopper to bop
Twenty inches spinning slow, as I crawl in the lot
Gold diggers flag me down, trying to get me to stop
But oh no, a nigga recognized disguise
I looked past that thick ass, and them big ol' thighs
I'm A G, I peep game constantly
So tell me what the fuck, do you want from me
I'm at the bar, taking shots to the head
Trying to find a yellow bone, that give shots to the head
I see a fine looking dime, and she rocking some red
Spit a line and she mine, while she drop in my bed
It's guaranteed, to put a young bitch on her knees
Blue Boyz on the rise, with a mission to see
Slim Thug or Sir Daily, and my nigga Kyleon
We party all night, till six in the morn' ha

[Hook x2]

[Slim Thug]
I'm V.I.P., in the back of the club
Slim Thee, they call me the best dressed thug
Your misses trying to get a Boss, kisses and hugs
But your misses get nothing, but diss and mugs
I don't give dick to chicks, that give it up to scrubs
Trying to find the finest bitch, up in the club
Make her up that thing, get in her ear
And fill her up, with game
Ten times out of ten, I'ma cut that thang
Got the broad giving up the brain, like it ain't nothing mayn
I'm a P-I-M-P, simple to me
And talk hoes out they clothes, so easily
I rock platinum rings, platinum piece and platinum car
And I'm bout to be, a platinum star
V.I.P. by the bar, is where you'll see me staying
With the Roley on my wrist, and the Crys in hand man

[Hook x2]

[scratching]

 

[fox69]

"In The Club"

"In The Club"


[Talking:]
Ok, we gon walk up in the set the club
You know, ay check it
We gon do this in the club, when the place is blazing
Packed wall to wall, man the joint amazing
Naw ok we gon do it right here, here we go right here

[Hook x2:]
We gon do this in the club, when the place is blazing
Packed wall to wall, man the joint amazing
Get your roll on, then light up the tree
You can catch me and my click, in the V.I.P.

[Lil' Keke:]
We in the back of the club, and the hoes is shaking
No time for faking, strictly heart breaking
Get another Henn, take it straight to the dome
Where them bad lil' mamas, with that tight shit on
We up in Max's, and my click is repping
Tell the freaks, if they ain't fucking keep stepping
After the club, you know we hit the hot spot
Do it again next week, shit why not
That's the way it go down, time to slow it down
Full of that shit mayn, my body to' down
On the for real, it's all air tight
Make sure you check us, in the fucking club tonight what

[Hook x2]

[Lil' Keke:]
It's three in the morning, at the after hour
The 4-30 Lex, still running with power
Snatch me some grafas,a nd hit the highway
Baby on my side, and she doing it my way
That's the fly way, constantly smoking
Fresh Afaghan, got these youngsters choking
I know she hoping, we make it happen
I stick to rapping, and I'm not capping
The chick was Latin, speaking Spanish
Had a lil' partna, I called her Manish
Now we flipping, constantly tripping
Fo' deep in the drop, and we steadily dipping
C.M.G., you know we do what we like
We gon head for the club, when the midnight strike
Hit the do' by one, and it's all you see
Is my click headed straight, for the V.I.P. yeah

[Hook x2]

[Lil' Keke:]
Alright let's do it, cause it ain't nothing to it
Stay right up in the mix, cause a nigga use to it
Balling out of control, 24's on swoll
Park that in valet, when it's time to hold
Take the glock out the stash, heavy cocked and loaded
Sit it straight up on my lap, cause I love to tote it
When we up I-10, and I love to roll
Keep the game on hush, cause the game is sold
Yeah the game is cold, when I'm touching the mic
And I'm wrecking on the stage, at the club tonight
This for y'all, from that Don Keke
Get your roll on baby, then light up the tree

[Hook x4]

 

[fox69]

"Intro (Money Don't Sleep)"

"Intro (Money Don't Sleep)"


The streets of my city be gritty
Young niggas pack plenty, and ain't never show no pity
Many die on streets of concrete, blasted from the heat
From under the seat, niggas just tryin' to make ends meat
Trying to eat, day to day livin' with no religion
Luxury cars, and this money got my full attention
School teachers and the preachers don't know what to teach us
They don't get a second look without them ghetto features
Created so the non pigmentated rated
Pornographic caught they children learn the words and say it
Save the monsters, but don't nobody know the lord
Status depends on the baddest shit you can afford
And look at me I'm in the middle of the confusion
Crime in my blood and I need a transfusion
Take it how you want to take it
I gotta twist and break it
Make it shine to distinguish from the ones who fake it
And if it comes out raw, and uncontrollable
Money's foldable, fuck a hip-hop quoteable
Nobody felt what I was feeling when I wrote this shit
Broke this shit, but that ain't new so I can cope with this
Hope it get better for those who don't get a chance
To advance, and dig the shit I be saying
You know what might make what I say a little clearer
If mothafuckers judge the one they see in the mirror

 

[fox69]

"It Didn't Matter"

"It Didn't Matter"


You gotta do it yourself
Do it homie, do it yourself
Do it, do it yourself
If you wanna get dealt, do it yourself

Just cause we come up from the bottom, that didn't matter to me
I'm just a hard headed nigga, I'm so blessed to be free
You know the streets forever hungry they can't eat you alive
My big homie did eight flat then came home and die
You got some niggas here stuck in the past, can't last
Steady creepin' with his pistol and mask, he finna crash
Yeah my partner made parole today
Fuck what he done, he back home and he comin' to stay
Dear lord, does it matter I been thuggin' for life
Do I deserve this pickin' fist with the kids and wife
I told myself that you look better from the top of the hill
Plus I'm a 100 still hustlin', outhere gettin' it for real
But watch your step and just be careful, life will change on ya
If you slippin' happen quick and leave a stain on ya
I maintain on them, cause pride is kept
It don't matter we just love it to death

When everythang was lookin' bad on the corner and it wasn't so good
It didn't matter we kept repping the hood
It's understood if I lost all I had and the hate didn't stop
It don't matter I still repped my block
I told my homies when the laws had us runnin', steady duckin' the heat
It didn't matter we just stuck to the street
We used to ride and we grind all night, didn't get no bigger
It didn't matter I still love my nigga

I told my brother we can hustle til the casket close
From this rat infested gutter til I sold our shows and I suppose
On the real I didn't matter to me
That's how it be
God bless 'em if they lookin' for free
I'm just a G O yeah my trill nigga love my dawg
That's if he 20 dimes of square feet or a hole in the wall
I got your back, it's just don't matter we was raised like that
That's if they lock us up and white try to embarassing black
Just look for Don Ke to stand up to speak that trill
Quit ridin' dick and get your chick or she might get it forreal
It's 7-13 comin' on the front of the bus
We still together motherfucker it didn't matter to us
I got my mind right and closed up the rest of the scene
I told Dash we can get it with a fresh new team, I see the dream
Jabbar got us broke, I'm brangin' it home this for Poochie, Pokey and my kinfolk Tone

When everythang was lookin' bad on the corner and it wasn't so good
It didn't matter we kept repping the hood
It's understood if I lost all I had and the hate didn't stop
It don't matter I still repped my block
I told my homies when the laws had us runnin', steady duckin' the heat
It didn't matter we just stuck to the street
We used lying and we cryin' all night, didn't get no bigger
It didn't matter I still love my nigga

You gotta do it yourself
Do it homie, do it yourself
Do it, do it yourself
If you wanna get dealt, do it yourself