Artist: Lil Keke
Lil Keke's lyrics & chords
Lil Keke (born Marcus Lakee Edwards, 1976) is a rapper from Houston, Texas who is an emcee and member of the Screwed Up Click. Lil' Keke proved himself to be one of the collective's strongest artists, strongly aligning himself with the city's underground rap don of the south. Not only by appearing on countless "Screwed" DJ mixes but also a seemingly endless number of other albums to come out of the South, he also became one of Houston's most visible rappers, releasing solo albums for Jam Down Entertainment. Lil' Keke has become a well known rap...read more
Here we go again Knockin doors down Prostitute Nothing wit me Fly Where my dog at I got seven 13 1st class swag Dozen roses Until we reach the top Southern nigga All because Box chevy part 2 Oh buddy Living Wood grain wheel Everyday allday Feeling good Weak talk Back in da day Thew da city Chain so big What i wanna do Squash da chat Practice Street mentality Welcome 2 h town Grew up to be a g What im bout Come and smoke with me Candy red Summertime Haters watching Racks Street dreams Ya understand Live your life flow Still young living life Let your nutz hang Champion Brett favre All hood all love Cause i love No regrets Shake it baby Still throwed Reaching Opportunity Forgive me lord Road to success Houston we got a problem Pimping and money Interlude Keeep it 100 Cocaine nights My story G music Rap my ass off On the come up Ballin in da mix Love for ya The package Shake somethin Shed tears The race aint over Old school Here it is Underground all stars Back 2 tha streetz True g Get your money Tryin to eat Bout that Thug love Front back top back I stayed away too long Testimony Heart of a hustla Bloodline blue Pyrex shakin Im holdin Built this city Wreckin 2k4 Mista dj Here come dem boyz Gwap Don and the underboss I use rhymes Deep down south In da club World wide playaz My life Throw your sets up It is what it is Everythang swangin American me I got it hot Swervin Together Papa was a rolling stone Beast mode Before yo name Cross country Let me know Stack it up Hustle hard Screw done already warned me Nuthin but a gangsta Fake niggaz Fuck wit playa outro For a real g Rnr speaks Perfect day Ballin I aint gonna lie Grit boyz Point em out Grind and go hard Lets get fucked up Real gs run the pack Round table Handlin business Never change Dusk 2 dawn Rick ross holdin it down Poetry in motion Don’t mess wit texas Don’t you know Intro get ready It dont stop I love my hood Between me and you Cake Just lettem eat Shoe box Never gone give up Rap games Morning after Ready to rock 713 I never Commission The operation Icon Look me in my eyes Big rims Live by da sword Fish grease Grey cassette Stack it up and dont let go I keep grinding Niggas be hating me Im back Riding with da top off On my grind Relax ya mind Junkyard You aint me Represent Alive and free Lil keke speaks Im just trying Wild out This is my summer Bossy flow Flex Shide chic Hood niggas Pressin da button feat paul wa Nodd factor Father stretch my hand Bouns classic Make em touch the floor Pimp by blood On my way Fix ya face Above the rim Back n forth Punching da clock I aint never going back Creases and peaces Do watcha like Do you really want to ride with me How the hustlaz do it Gun play No goodbyes Keep on stacking This how we do it Hunnet bands Forever mackin A mic and a hook Rumors Let me tell you the meaning Scheming on a million Past tense Life of a g Call it what you want Grey tape peeping in my window flow comin down blend Im a g ft birdman Ridin fa mo paper Walk like a g Just a little When i get home
