3 Time Felon - Lil Keke

Crack is what we selling, snitch niggas be telling

Keep you niggas bailing, here we go (here we go, here we go, here we go)

Crack is what we selling, snitch niggas be telling

Keep you niggas bailing, because we three time felons

Now peep game, I promise on sight it’s going down

AK’s and clips, that’s filled with hundred rounds

It’s my time no stress, I locate Tip

Tell him load up everything mayn, these boys a trip

I gotta call a meeting, so we can lay the format

We bout to sweep the whole streets, yeah the Don said that

I put my life up on it, these niggas gonna come up missing

Lying talking and snitching, in these streets big sixing

Don’t play these games, because you think you a star

You might of had yourself a battle, but you ain’t ready for war

This shit is complicated, that’s why you mark niggas hate it

Scared to roll the dice, because you punks can’t fade it

They hesitated, to even test it again

That’s why they perpetrated, because they click is pretend

I’m on a paper chase, you know the road to riches

Serious about my feddy, and I’m busting all snitches what

Here we go-here we go-here we go-here we go, it’s a must I get my do'

It’s a must I move this snow, befo' the FEDs kick in my do'

Crack is what I’m selling, these fake ass niggas telling

My mama is raising hell’n, crying screaming and yelling

Lots of dogs smelling, around my residence

They looking for evidence, and mob they presidents

On cuts I’m legendary, by any means necessary

These cake ass niggas scary, and singing like canaries

You’ll find a cemetery, if you caught up in my mix

I still hit brick licks, and I’m good with arithmetic

This game is getting deep, and I’m playing for keeps

Contaminating the streets, while you broke niggas sleep

It ain’t no telling bout this click, cause you know we don’t play

It be forever and a day, with that H-A-W-K

It’s the 2 double 2, flipping pies we ain’t through

C.D.'s and LP’s, for the people like you

Get your mash on whoalie, get your cash on whoalie

Niggas snitching and bitching, but I promise they don’t know me

It’s a trip mayn, because these punk niggas telling

Commission rich click, we some three time felons what

Let’s get this money baby, now it’s a dangerous job

Y’all so close to getting robbed, by the Southside mob

We do the dumping nigga, and it don’t matter the state

Y’all continue to playa hate, and get yourself checkmate

They better recognize, all this money and power

Cause it be hour after hour, on you mark ass cowards

I get’s my cash, and fill up the stash befo' I flash

Superstars mash, with two hundred on the dash

This rap game, the legal crack game

You know it’s cocaine and fame, on this hustler’s name

I get’s my money right, I’m dedicated for real

It be killas and drug dealers, that’ll snatch out your grill

I lay the lick down, cause I’m gon get mine

And if these niggas out of line, then these niggas dying

I ain’t the one mayn, you better watch who you telling

Lil' Keke the Don, also known as a felon