(*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 niggas 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 - 2x]
How many niggas, 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
Shaking 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
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 niggas 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 - 2x]
How many niggas, 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
Shaking 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
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