Lil Keke: Still throwed

Ok late night grinding, understand Young Don in the buildingOf course a nigga still throwed with it, C.M.G. for life Teflon feel it[Lil' Keke]I've been told I can't do it, mostly all my lifeI done crapped plenty times, but kept shooting the diceYou don't work and don't eat, it's a sacrificeThat's why niggaz go to jail, and they turn to miceEat steaks and kool-aid, not no water and riceAnd my family live good, cause we paid the priceCould you still be a rapper, without no iceI was born with a gift, that's why I flow so niceI'm a two time felon, so I fucked up twiceSo I switched up my game, not to get three strikesNo I can't win 'em all, but I done won some fightsAnd I still smoke weed, on my sleepless nightsWhy niggaz acting like, they don't know wrong from rightAnd why they steady trying to ball, when they money is tightI'ma peel niggaz back, when they good and ripeCause they just a bunch of talk, trying to find some hype[Hook]I know I'm throwed with it, and I ain't gon let 'em change my mindA kid writing raps, turning nickels into dimesI've been throwed with it, but they steady talking downContinue dropping hits, till it's my motherfucking timeStill throwed with it, won't these haters let me shineI'm hungry for the title, close it up and give me mineSo throwed with it, like it's all brand newRepresent for Houston Texas, my niggaz that's what it do[Lil' Keke]Niggaz screaming in the background, fuck Lil' Ke'But when I see 'em in the streets, they start copping a pleaI give a fat rat's ass, what they say bout meAnd my mama told me, Jesus the only thing that's freeStill thoed with it, cause what's real gon be realAnd rapping ain't a hobby or a game, it's a feelI'm puffing on the purple, letting the smoke hit my throatLetting the pen hit the pad, then it's murder he wroteGot a candy coat, it put my slab on noteWith them suicide do's, and them 84 spokesHere's a message boy, from a Texas boyC.M.G. is the truth, you'll be breathless boyDon't even test us boy, never charging shitAll I'm saying is I'm grown, don't make me kill you bitchSo excuse my french, but niggaz do get lynchedAnd my team win games, in the motherfucking tricks[Hook]