It's Like That

Here it is plain and simple your nuts took you're f&cking with crook that's

Really off the hook check the book we profit in 6 digits or better it's the

Houston trend setter making chips with cheddar been the roughest on the scene

Since the year '93 now i shake down and break down punk niggas for free when i

Flip my currency it's multiplied by three one of a kind in '99 on a spendng

Spree you betta ask big g before f&cking with ke i crucify lyrically, anyone

Steppin to me, as for big pokey, he's one of the coldest in the game, when you

Stretch out,or catch out or feel his pain, you know my name (say what) the

Youngest don of them all, betta sit tall, remote control screens fall, it's all

The way a playa ball, keep ice on his wrist, like this and like that and like

That and like this

(chorus) it's like this and like that and like this and uh, it's like that and

Like this and like that and uh, south side of the map we spactacula, sinsa and

The don right back at ya, it's going down, and you know it's going down, the

Roughest and toughest representing h-town, pound for pound you know we can't

Be touched, when the mic get clouched boys get a head rush

It's that ke'sta, and that big podena, certified tag teamers, who will rock the

Arena, with a point of a finger we serve niggas supenias, then rip up singles

And split the money between us, i took a six through the city when i been in the

Corner, presidential on my wrist about to give me nuemonia, from h-town to

Arizona we see these sellers, got niggas chest itching like they swallowed some

Wella, lil ke and po-den we so crisp and clean bubble eye european, jag lit with

Screens, princess cuts and pinky rings, i'm a lyrical king, you know the type of

Sh&t you only see in your dreams, i make them feen, i pull up on crom 19, i

Smash on gasoling for my bread increase, the only color is green sip drank and

Lean, big poke and lil ke we south side best team

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You know the big aquation like to bite the mic, when i'm on the bitches mind

Betta you strap your knife, throwing stripes, marbling over buckets of

Parasites, per sight, no point about to light up your life, i'm in your chest

Gee it's a fact you can't digest me, when niggas test me, i'll make you miss me,

And that's for real, i issue out blows you can't shield, niggas wig get peeled,

With the verses i spill, bets get up, when i enter the door it get glit up,when

I aim a hoe at you you get lit up, so much ice on my arm make my arm go num,

Charm like a light show, can't you see i'm the bomb, knocking heads with the don

Representing our turf, got strips on our shirt, just for putting in work, hittin

It where it hurts, spactacula, lil-ke and po-yo right back at ya

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