[Chorus: Big Moe]



Yes we are

Playas and pimps and superstars

We never gonna change

Cause failures turn their backs in the game

We came up quick

By devoting our heart to the screwed up click

  

[Big Moe:]

And here's the first G 

He goes by the name of Lil' Keke

  

[Verse 1]

Lil' Keke:

Well I'm Lil' Keke, young thug O.G

The nigga you love to hate, and the playa you wannabe

It's me the bullshit rejectin', superior skill protectin'

Collecting my ends, steady be settin' trends

Paper stacks profits and guaranteed wins

I lean on serve killa weed I smoke plenty

six hundred coupe sittin' low on twenty's

A pimp and a mack in this game called crack

Tongue quick as a cat on this dope ass track

Five pages on my beeper, three hoes two licks

All the hoes wanna fuck and both licks want bricks

I'm climbin' the ladder and I'm steppin on toes

Crucifying shoes autographs to my hoes

When it comes to being a G, I'm all of the above

A dead end nigga lettin' you know what I'm made of

  

[Chorus]

  

[Big Moe:]

And if you didn't know

Next on the mike is the Kay and the Poyo

  

[Verse 2]

[Kay-K:]

Check one, two as I proceed I'm finna clown

Kay-K always down to swang mines and pops a rhyme

For my G's I be cookin' up, taking em' out the pyrex cup

Weighing em u, making sure the big baby don't get fucked

Puttin em in the mass quick and fast 

Feds on my ass, they don't the stash

Pokey baby smash

  

[Big Pokey:]

It's the... red runner, hand upon the gunner

half eyes choppin' fuckin with the brick funna 

Give me some more cheese, so I can move it with ease

Pump till the corner bleed, bout to make my ends meet

Cause haters talkin' down, time to squash the conversation

  

[Kay-K:]

25 to the east, 34 to the west

One more time upon up and I see I been blessed

Pullin' out my stacks, host a gat for jack

Ride through Yellowstone now it's on the trunk lookin' fat

Had to bump and grind, keys growed from Nam

Now I'm rollin' chopping em up in the Bentley holdin' my ground, in H-Town

  

[Big Pokey:]

Kay-K thangs done changed, ain't no time to explain 

My partner Jack down in Main need a block of cocaine

66 brick hauler, drug smuggler and hustler

Hit the spot, pulled it out in Seran wrapped it in mustard

Distracted them dogs, as I crawl through the states

Loaded pistol gripped with crystal cause it's money to make... Bitch!

  

[Chorus:]

  

[Big Moe:]

Oh and by the way

Next on the mike is the H-A-W-K

  

[Verse 3]

[H.A.W.K:]

Down the hill, Fairy tale or milk

Shot caller, big baller

I'm a force to be reckoned with

It's all about the money and the power

Blades on Eddie Bauer

Glock toting splif smoking 

My competition I devour

Our, time has come and I'm in it to win it

Cockin hoes at shows, hittin' hoes right in it

This game is gamble just like poker

I'm all about that dollar and these hoes are medicore

Mike ripper no mercy with the thug of Herschel

With the Leans and Yellowstone bout to cause controversy

While Whitney's waiting to exhale, 2Pac avoids jail

The Dead End Alliance will prevail in raisin' hell

Breakin' it off, explicit verbs and nouns

Bad actin ain't no jackin' when you down in H-Town

D.E.A oh by the way did I forget to say 

Sip and serve parlay with the H-A-W-K, uh

  

[Chorus]

  

[Big Moe Talking:]

And I'm that nigga Moe

Steady sippin' on the lean yep that's a potent 4...

Yeah...

Steady sippin' on the codeine...