Lil Keke - Pimp the Pen III lyrics

(*talking*) Screw it up, S.U.C 2003, the Don of the South the Boss of the North Millennium edition (Lil' Keke) You know we draped up and dripped out, y'all boys tripped out Riding me and 2Pac, gotta have your glock out Pull it out the stash spot, when I dash out Me and Slim on the stage, better have your cash out 3 in the morning, and the click still hanging 3:15, you know the trunk still banging Neighborhood woke up, popped up choked up Hummer still smoked up, concrete broke up Time to lay it down, like Big Ball & G It's the L to the I to the L, to the K to the E to the K to the E Throw your hood up, this is Texas best Don't forget wrist lit, with a frosty chest I'm the total package, like that boy Kobe Bryant And take the roof off, when I'm rocking Reliant CMG-Boss Hogg, when we gangsta limping Southside-Northside, forever we still pimping (Hook) Still pimping, Southside fa sho Still pimping, Northside fa sho Still pimping, Eastside fa sho Cause these Southside playas for real, they stay pimping Still pimping, (Northside fa sho) Still pimping, (Southside fa sho) Still pimping, (Westside fa sho) Cause these Northside playas for real, they stay pimping (Slim Thug) 3 o'clock in the morning, the party still going Dro still blowing, the drank still po'ing H-Town still holding, Slim Thee-Lil' Ke Fat P-A to the T, we the dangerous three I represent for my city, rolling on low-pros From 20's to 24's, or elbows and vogues We the most chose by hoes, everytime we step out We rolling to when it slows, everytime we pull out Know what I'm talking bout, this is H-Town finest Getting that big cash, putting bullsh** behind us You might find us, pieced up in the club At least a hundred thugs, deep up in the club It's the North and the South, the Don and the Boss If you got what it costs, we gon rock the house Oh no, there go the Big Unit ripping again Feeling like I'm Don Juan, when I'm pimping a pen (Hook) (Lil' Keke) First three of the flow, when it's time to go In and out the back do', cause we crash the show One mo' time on the real, ask Manny Shetill Pistol grip pump, when it's time to trip Houston Texas is the home, of Lil' Keke the Don Catch the legend in a throwback, plus Air Force 1's And I punch in clocks, plus we covered in rocks Where the thugs where the ballers, representing the block Big macking no slacking, and the ladies they love it Me and 2 looking good, showing out in public Dirty South representing, go on throw up your seed Pimping pens once again, this is Lil' Keke (Hook)