| Young Don nigga, Fat Rat nigga
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| We in the building, S.U.C
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| Underground All-Stars, feel it ah
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| We some hustlers ballers, money making thugs
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| Underground All-Stars, show the game love
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| Cause we bosses gangstas, money making G’s
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| Counting O’s doing shows, from our new CD’s
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| Throw your block up high, get your set in the sky
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| Get your dro get your drank, X pills and fry
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| We some hustlers ballers, gangstas bosses
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| Hood rich nigga, with no time for losses
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| I’ve been gone for a minute, so boys wanna do me
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| I’m cold with this shit, bouncing back like Juve
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| Feel me kill me, or make you a choice
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| Or tuck your tail like a bitch, when you hear my voice
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| Bring pain no change, on my new c. |
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| And I’m raw as ten lines, out the scorpion key
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| S.U.C. |
| to the finish, niggas clearing the way
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| In the booth spitting truth, better ask MJ
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| Got Miggity Mike D, and I’m Don Lil' Ke
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| Herschelwood and the 3, Laf-Tex C.M.G
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| Braeswood new chrome, on brand new cars
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| It’s the Southside, Underground All-Stars
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| I sold c.d.s, out the back of my truck
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| So I could knock off the truck, that start with the Range
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| And when I stopped moving crack and I started to rap
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| And I made me some stacks, I ain’t changed
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| You must respect my hustle, you must respect my grind
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| You must respect my hard work, I got the right to shine
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| Remember well in my cell, I had to fight the time
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| But I swore when I got out, I’d have twice the grind
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| And be, ten times the man
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| This Y on my wrist, is ten times a grand
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| I got the glow of a God, you can’t out shine me man
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| Dear Lord watch over me, niggas hating on me I’m about to bomb on em
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| Be with me Amen, see I will prevail
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| Not a millionaire yet, but I’m giving 'em hell
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| Real life thug shit, man I’m living it well
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| And if you real like I’m real, then you feel me like brail cause we some
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| Ain’t too many gon hop out, and do the game like me
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| I got the heart of a lion, hustle game from the 3
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| I’m with the Don Keke, Lil' O and Den Den
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| Plus guerillas from the Southwest, with C’s on they fucking chest
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| You get it right get it straight, baby we hold the weight
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| Use to be the cocaine, now this the drank state
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| And you know, who hold the keys to the city
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| It’s Miggity Mike D, a young Carl Smitty
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| And I’m tired of these overrated, rappers
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| Ain’t seen the streets a day in they life, just modern day actors
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| Watch niggas like me, and put my life in they lines
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| And niggas in the hood, don’t even know your kind
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| I’m a hustler gangsta, money making thug
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| With niggas from the hood, that’ll get at you cuz |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Undaground All-Stars (feat. Lil\' O & Mike D) , by - Lil Keke. Song from the album Undaground All-Stars, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп