It's Like This

Big Pokey

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    It's like this and like that and like this and uh
    It's like that and like this and like that and uh
    South side of the map, we spectacular
    Sippin 'Ze and the Don right back at ya
    It's going down, and you know it's goin down
    The roughest and toughest, representin H-town
    Pound for pound, no we can't be touched
    When the mike get clutched, boys get the head rush
    (Lil KeKe)
    Here it is, plain and simple your nuts took
    You f**kin with a crook that really be off the hook
    Check the books, we profitin six digits or better
    It's the Houston trendsetter mixin chips with cheddar
    Been the roughest on the scene since the year nine-three
    Now I shake down, and break down, punk niggas for free
    When I flip my currency it's multiplied by three
    One of a kind in 99 on this spendin spree
    You better ask Big G, before f**kin wit Ke
    I crucify lyrically anyone steppin to me
    And as for Big Pokey, he's one of the throwdest in the game
    When you stretch out, catch out or feel his pain
    You know my name, say what, the youngest Don of them all
    Bentley sittin tall, remote control screens fall
    It's the way a playa ball, keepin ice on his wrist
    Like this and like that and like that and like this
    It's like this and like that and like this and uh
    It's like that and like this and like that and uh
    South side of the map, we spectacular
    Sippin 'Ze and the Don right back at ya
    It's going down, and you know it's goin down
    The roughest and toughest, representin H-town
    Pound for pound, no we can't be touched
    When the mike get clutched, boys get the head rush
    (Big Pokey)
    It's that Ke-star and that Big Po-diena
    Certified tag teamers, we'll rock the arena
    With the point of a finger we serve niggas subpoenas
    Then rip up singles and split the money between us
    I dip a six through my city when I'm bendin the corner
    Presidential on my wrist bout to give me pneumonia
    >From H-town to Arizona we see these sellers
    Got niggas chests itchin like they swallowed some wetter
    (Lil KeKe)
    Lil Ke and Po-diene, we so crispy clean
    Bubble eyed European Jag lit with screens
    Princess cut on pinky rings, I'm a lyrical King
    You know the type of sh*t you only see in your dreams
    I make em clean, pull up on chrome 19s
    I mash on gasoline for my bread and cream
    My only color is green, I sip drank and lean
    Big Poke and Lil Ke, we southside's best team
    It's like this and like that and like this and uh
    It's like that and like this and like that and uh
    South side of the map, we spectacular
    Sippin 'Ze and the Don right back at ya
    It's going down, and you know it's goin down
    The roughest and toughest, representin H-town
    Pound for pound, no we can't be touched
    When the mike get clutched, boys get the head rush
    (Big Pokey)
    You know I'm bent off the chain like to bite the mike
    When I'm on the pitchers mound, better strap your Nikes
    Throwin stripes, mobbin over busters and parasites
    Precise and on point bout to light up your life
    I'm in your chest G, and it's a fact you can't digest me
    When niggas test me I make it messy
    And that's for real, I issue out blows you can't shield
    Niggas screens get peeled with these verses I spill
    Best get up, I enter the door, wrist lit up
    When I aim that ho at you you can get up (Bling)
    So much ice on my arm, make my arm go numb
    Charmed like a light show, can't you see I'm the bomb
    Knockin heads with the Don, representin our turf
    Got stripes on our shirt just for puttin in work
    Hittin in where it hurts, spectacular
    Lil Ke and Po-yo, right back at ya
    It's like this and like that and like this and uh
    It's like that and like this and like that and uh
    South side of the map, we spectacular
    Sippin 'Ze and the Don right back at ya
    It's going down, and you know it's goin down
    The roughest and toughest, representin H-town
    Pound for pound, no we can't be touched
    When the mike get clutched, boys get the head rush

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