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[talking]
yeah, what i gotta do to get this paper
i want the paper b-tches, man s.u.c.
what do i gotta do to get that paper
what i gotta do, to get that paper
tell me what i gotta do to get paper
all i wanna do is get that paper

[mike d]
all i had to do was shift my stick, and switch my b-tch
it’s like oh my god, the kid back in the mix
funny how a no good hoe, will bring you down
put the worse on a n-gg-, cause y’all a playa curse
f-ck a hoe, drag off in the lexus
make a n-gg- respect this, break-a-hoe texas
city with no pity, hoes hustle out they t-tty
knuckle up pitch rocks, peep out it and go get it
sn-tch a rack run up pack, our packs hold a gat
hit the highway withcha, stash a half in a cat
sick stand-up cats, run with stand-up hoes
if they bar mix packs, it be like there he blows
off in the wind, let the gto scratch the street
behind tint getting bent, with z-ro in the deck
something jazzy dumping ashes, bout to give me slow neck
y’all know what it is, the same fo’ came back

[lil’ keke]
i’ve been through everything, but i still persevere
bout to go live in 0-5, i’m still right here
oh yeah it’s still my year, cause that talk is cheap
by my lone’ who really want me, man i ride one deep
got my hustle right paper tight, don’t matter to me
i can write a 16, or process me a ki
the streets a motherf-cker, man they’ll swallow ya whole
pack it up wrap it up, n-gg- i’m ready to roll
f-ck these n-gg-z and these figgas, i stay ready to rock
got killas with twin glocks, if you ready to plot
it’s the take over, i’m known as lil’ ke
a certified guerilla, is courtesy s.u.c.
bang-bang chop-chop, man this sh-t don’t stop
we the underground kings, it’s eight dollas a pop
these n-gg-z be talking sh-t, and i’m hot no doubt
but they can suck my d-ck, until the c-m shoot out

[grace]
if you don’t know what it was, just here to show what it is
b-tch i’m the game runner head hunter, wrecking for years
it’s the boy that put it down, from s.u.c. h-town
southwest go-getter, hoovergroove and to clown
take b-tches and split fame, love to grip on grain
southside of h-town, where they cook up caine
chop-chop on dub 4’s, sw-ng and bang 8-4’s
drop top and blow dro, or po’ it up out of 4’s
straight medicated elevated, one hundred afilliated
the underground funk king, is highly antic-p-ted
pimp then pen and give it to em, i’m a grey tape soul
you can’t break the d-mn fool, showcasing skills that’s thoed
f-ck a world southwest g, another day another thug
day one true to it, till this day kill scrubs
spell it out you know my name, g-r-a-c-e
s.u.c. v-e-t, that’s till i d-i-e

- screwed up click

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