Da Don, Ro & Trae (feat. Z-Ro & Trae) - Lil Keke

Don, Ro and Trae

Taking over the rap game, and collecting our change everyday

Serious and we don’t play, these hoes know we got wind of that hoe

But still fuck with us anyway

Don Ro and Trae fully loaded with automatics

Bitch we tripping, when coming your way

Watch what you say, cause fucking with the Screwed Up Click

You’ll get hit and we’ll make it, to be on your way

It’s automatic these niggas don’t want no problems, when I’m flossing in a boss

and mine

Bitch I’ve been the truth around this motherfucker, mouthpiece been ahead of my

time

Catch me dropping the top, slide the clip in and cock my Glock

Ain’t no love for these hating niggas, better get your mind right 'fore

some’ing get popped

Back to the fact I’m lethal on these streets, whether my pen or my reputation

Some cats, ain’t even worth the conversation

All of this misrepresentation, finna get put to a end

Y’all had y’all run for the time gone, it just got put to a end

I know I’m cocky, but I clearly remember motherfuckers wasn’t feeling Trae

But they knew, I wasn’t too far around the way

Pissed em off, when I pulled up inside that platinum Chevrolet

With a bunch of Hoovers and Bloods, final destination where I stay

On F-O-N-D-R-E-N, all the way back to the Leaf

Mo City, Hiram-Clarke, South Park my niggas vouching for me

They know everytime I spit, I spit like it’s the last that I’m breathing

With the three of us in this bitch, I hope you have a wonderful evening bitch

When I wake up in the morning, the first thing I do is roll me up one

And prepare myself to deal with bitch niggas, in case I have to touch one

It don’t matter cause I love war, from where the prostitutes and the drugs are

Fuck with me or my kinfolk Trae, your face is where my slugs are

I’m an asshole by nature, until my casket is closed

But in the meanwhile, I’ma represent and let my plastic explode

And Houston Texas it been crazy lately, everybody been getting bumped off

Maybe that’s the reason, I’m never without the gun or the sawed off

Don’t approach me too quickly, cause I’m paranoid

Fuck around and squeeze the trigga nigga, all opposition must be destroyed

I’m a gangsta plus a soldier, fuck niggas off when I’m on sober

Fuck all these rap niggas cause I’m colder, like a pair of britches I will fold

ya

Call me the cleanest, cause I’m about to wash all y’all fellas

Making a motherfucker come clean, by bringing a bitch out of all y’all fellas

Even got niggas firing charges, cause I got they ass beat up

But even through the madness, I relax and keep my feet up

I’m one of the coldest lyricists, that this city done ever seen

Naturally getting mean, I punish my sixteen

Niggas gut check, niggas be talking who I recruited

8100 block, in the hood I’m undisputed

Me and Trae you ain’t know, the Don plus Z-Ro

S.U.C.

in the building, we shooting they hit the flo'

Niggas stop that, know damn well that I can top that

Ten G’s mic and a stage, and I’ll rock that

Back crunk, streets are fiending and missing me

Cause it’s one love, know that I murder for C.M.G

You niggas dick riding, bumping your gums it’s killing me

Cause I’m top dog, fake ass niggas you feeling me

Get your heart right, we riding and busting it ain’t nothing

Letting the top peel back, from the push of a button

It’s A.B.N.-Rap-A-Lot, niggas don’t want none

C.M.G.

Teflon, Lil' Keke the Icon hey

(*talking*)

Check it out man, C.M.G

My motherfucking click, Custom Made Gangsterz