[Verse 1: Lil' Keke]
Don Ke real as it get, and too legit
[?] new lack doors, with [?]
Yeah, slab talk, the talk of the south, here come the plumber
I be piping bitches, [?] I bet they wonder
Talking 'bout [?] he tripping when he show up
[?] I advise these guys to put they dough up
I’m the killer, serving these haters just like a dealer
Texas represent for the city, ain't nothing realer
That's your boo, I don’t feel her
Keep talking, I'ma get her
Yeah, the slab never go to the side, it's in the middle
Talking 'bout eh, fresh J's on the stage
[?] thought of so many ways

[Verse 2: Paul Wall]
I'm no big timer, no man ice shiner
The ice blinda, iceburg rock climber
A hard grinder, slow crawling when I [?]
[?] minor, eating late night like a diner
I'm all real, not kinda
The big check signer
I get scratched like vynal
Keep [?] in my binder
No winer, [?] ocean liner
No big slimer, 16 pinter
Paper finder, wordsmith, slick rhymer
[?] major, not minor, move in silance like a mimer
I'm going back to China, get the checks [?]
[??] where to
I got vintage frames on, [?]
Flawless diamonds in my grill, shine when I chew
Come through with the whole intire iced out crew
When it come to karrots, I got a few
Yes I do