Artist: Lil' Keke f/ Killa Kyleon
Album:  Heart of a Hustla 
Song:   Still a 'G'
Typed by: Lil Hustle 

(*talking*) 
The sequel, Don K, got's to be a G 
Got's to be a G, till the day that I die 
That's what it is, I'm going all the way back to G 
This the one that brought me back 
G till the day I doe nigga, hey 

[Lil' Keke] 
Rest in peace to them boys gone, welcome back to them boy's home 
Thank the Lord that I'm still on, even though that I live wrong 
Lot of hate since I came back, fuck em all since I came up 
Same hood nigga South Park, blowing grams with that same cup 
Mama ran cause I'm thugged out, daddy died when I was 19 
He never knew that I'd be a G, still chasing that king dream 
Up late and I'm going in, rapping hard for them green bucks 
Now real niggaz and O.G.'s, stay in my voice and stand up 
Herschelwood that's where I'm at, hardhead with that black gat 
This war's on I stand strong, it's straight forward no turning back 
I got the bread and I'm coming home, rep it hard till I'm dead and gone 
This Don Ke and I'm still a G, I swear to God they know this song 

(*talking*) 
Got's to be a G, I got's to be a G 
Got's to be a G, till the day that I die 
Ay yeah, hey check one-two what it do 

[Killa Kyleon] 
This Dead End so I talk for H.A.W.K., check it back and I rep for Screw 
Crestmont leaning in the leans, stuck on that oil like I stepped in glue 
Houston Oiler 3-4, repping that like Earl Campbell 
Bopping bitches all on dick, eat my sausage like Earl Campbell 
Southside of that Astrodome, 2-88 I'm passing Reed 
With a bad bitch she out the car, I'm po'ing oil she passing weed 
Hit Cal Wayne what that Dre do, Grit Boyz real niggaz 
Free Ron G and that T-Bone, DEA real niggaz 
Scar in the H like my stroke fitted, real G I go get it 
Certified like I tip of course, slab parked so I took the Porsche 
Talk money till a nigga hoarse, keep it G like Gucci 'steins 
Still in the hood with them Grit Boyz, and not the niggaz that Gucci signed 

(*talking*) 
Yeah yeah, got to be a G till the day that I die 
That I die, till the day that I die 
Got's to be a G yeah, got's to be a G that what it is 
They didn't know the sequel was gon' turn out like this here 
We still hood, G till I die 

[Lil' Keke] 
I kept praying and I thank God, Lord knows that them streets fraud 
Left the block with my head up, understood that them streets hard 
I'm still here and I'm still bout it, rep the hood for them boys locked 
I do this shit for that Southside, and all them niggaz on y'all block 
Let em know that these streets real, jackers roll and them corners hot 
Hit the hood with yo mind right, then take it slow cause them laws out 
This Don Ke they know me, I'm O.G. for real 
I grind I won't mind, that's just what it is 

Got to be a G 
Got to-got to be a G 
Got to be a G 
Got to-got to be a G, till the day that I die 
Got to-got to be a G got to 
Got to-got to be a G till the day that I die