Lil' KeKe Don't Mess Wit Texas Lyrics

The Commission Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Southside
  • 2 Baller in the Mix
  • 3 Gettin' Paid
  • 4 Pimps, Players, & Hustlas
  • 5 Still Pimping Pens (Screwed) (feat. DJ Screw)
  • 6 Don't You Know
  • 7 It's Going Down
  • 8 Fo Sure
  • 9 Comin' Down
  • 10 In the Door
  • 11 Paper Money
  • 12 Bounce & Turn
  • 13 Wise Guys
  • 14 Don't Mess Wit Texas
  • Put your stones in dust and worn, South Coast raised and born
    Have a place you get broke loose and catch the Texas long horn
    Up that ass, when I blast, claimin' South East H-Town
    Bakin' cakes stackin' hate makin' playahaters break down
    If you're lookin' for an exit, cause Houston on the wreck shit
    T-e-x-a-s is the state you don't mess wit
    Cock the tech, spit, and check shit to vest
    Where respect shit from north to east
    Well connected with the west
    It's the 3rd Coast creepin' 'round the corner
    Rockin' birds, sippin' serb, puffin' marijuana
    Screwed-Up Click roll deep and we kick it Down South
    Pop the lip, try to trip, get you with the sawed off
    Find your boy, bring the north twelve Atlant' on the map
    Bailin' through the Texas street with my hand on my strap
    Every hour on the hour born doubtin' bout rexis
    Leaving you chestless if you're vestless, don't mess wit Texas

    Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
    Texas, that's us, and in glocks we trust, cause uh
    Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
    Glock 9's we bust and there's no fucking wit us, cause uh
    Marsh shit don't thrill me, haters wanna kill me
    Lil' Keke representin' Texas, so try to feel me
    Marsh shit don't thrill me, haters wanna kill me
    Southside Houston, Texas, so try to feel me

    Cross the line at the point, to this lonestar state
    And create drastic c's, lil' the kid can't make
    Bustin' sounds out in the Talon to this world-wide tower
    Take myself and then I bust, the other 9 don't matter
    Ain't no wustle in Calies I used to think that was slow
    It's automatics that'll catch you at this Texan's front do'
    Lifestyles like Frank White, facin' Kapone
    Stackin' cheese, takin' my keys, when you went through the zone
    Tell your colleage you won't want this
    North sides took over
    9 times out of 10 I makin' it out, I doubt it
    Fairy tales and riddles, cut you sweet down the middle
    Fill in with weed to succeed how I'm plottin' to kill ya
    Cowboys and neeyas, gangbangers and dopeslangers
    Pull the Southern angle glock 2-1 in the chamber
    So Lisa Lee, to the publicist who not try test us
    You find yourself restless tryin' to fuck with Texas

    Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
    Texas, that's us, and in glocks we trust, cause uh
    Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
    Glock 9's we bust and there's no fucking wit us, cause uh
    Marsh shit don't thrill me, haters wanna kill me
    Lil' Keke representin' Texas, so try to feel me
    Marsh shit don't thrill me, haters wanna kill me
    Southside Houston, Texas, so try to feel me

    Feel the ill, yield the yield, Texas hands no fear
    Strapped with full metal gear, makin' it loud and clear
    Takin' advantage, you can't manage, I'm a Southside avouce
    So lay it down, or be found, as the chains of massacre
    I'm askin' ya to chill, better yet try to feel
    Stackin' mills down the kilo, gang related for real
    Here's the deal, 9 to 10, everythang I want even
    If I'm in then you spin, here's the key to the Benz
    Fuck a friend in this game, cause it's all about greed
    Tech 9, red beam, and a murderin' team
    Yeah we're close to the border so won't you put in your order
    Pound of weed, chug of water, half a chicken or quarter
    Puffin' harder at the bottom cause we gainin' respect
    Might check, I select, soly Texas connected
    You respected Ke to hate, but I set it all straight
    Brain or chest plate, it's the lonestar state

    Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
    Texas, that's us, and in glocks we trust, cause uh
    Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
    Glock 9's we bust and there's no fucking wit us, cause uh
    Marsh shit don't thrill me, haters wanna kill me
    Lil' Keke representin' Texas, so try to feel me
    Marsh shit don't thrill me, haters wanna kill me
    Southside Houston, Texas, so try to feel me

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