Marcus Strike 3 Jones Sr. Lol texas dry as shit.. Nothing to do.. Only fun in Austin but the pay vs cost of housing is impossable.. Might as well live in cali or AZ. Hahahhaha
My rhyme are intertwinded with time I shine with the Devine with every line ypu always will understand my mind their is no lies or ties I'm divided why kid cause I'm vicious that's what I should been called as a kid I'm not wishing no dishes but thoes meal are delicious
Well it's that grain grippa from Houston, Tex That bar sippa, that bar no plex I'm straight up outta that Swishahouse Where G. Dash write all the checks So check the neck, check the wrist I'm balla status from head to toe My jewelry shop sell more grills Than George Foreman, baby now ya know That ain't a igloo, that's my watch And that ain't snow, baby that's my chain That's not a ice tray, that's my teeth And that's not a snowcone, that's my ring It ain't Kool-Aid up in my cup I stay sippin that purple oil I stay flippin the slab on 4's Cuz I'm a hustla til I'm in the soil My wrist game is one of a kind Patek Philippe worth 100K My work schedule out on the block It's mash all night and grind all day No 401K for a hustler Just bleed the block and stack that paper M.O.B. when it come to hoes And a 40 cal when it come to haters We authentic players not counterfeit Got a 600 Benz with a fall kit Got hoes at the HK turnin tricks Out runnin the tracks tryina make me rich I'm too legit to quit Stackin up that paper til I'm gone So I'ma be workin wood wheel and catchin splinters Ridin 20 inches or better of chrome
This Is My Favorite Hip-Hop Song - Alejandro - Chunk Up The Deuce - Lil Keke Feat Bun B & Paul Wall [Produced By Salih Williams] [Directed By Dr. Teeth] [Year: 2006] [Album: The Chronicles, Vol. 1]
smokin weed till i die,chilling gettin high,bottle of vodka and a blunt in my hand, blood in the sand,diamonds in my mouth,straight out from texas where we dont play around
Pound for pound Born to be the best around if i wanna murder be malicious on the track bust back like an automatic with a semi automatic sinner said i couldnt have it We won before the guns drawn I love the way i rule the word
chain on my neck you can tell its colda from the south west im the texas holda from houston to funky town we hold it down we put niggas unda grown i go by klever i put niggas in coma we flowing n growing big in oklahoma!!
Texas in the house that bun b bumping out trunk knocking its fucking loud necklace shining high on lean ain't coming down this for pimp c hope i make you proud all my diamonds shine im iced out perfect timing right now out in the open I don't hide out ride out with my frame lifted in the lanes shifting I stay tipping spokes out drifting aint much different still lean sipping and bean splitting can be seen driftingwith candy paint dripping straught gifted bright eyed but they stay squinted high off kush my trees minted
Start reading @ 0:42 so maybe it will sync 2 the beat Pull up 2 the line n look @ yo opponent, The v8 red lining in the heat of the moment, Listen 2 the pipes curdling screams, Stomp the gas n make the tires sing, control tht power as the car careens, yank tht e-brake n make tht tail swing, hold tht slide thru the turn, feather tht throttle n make them tires burn,keep Ur cool n stay in control, understeer n heel toe shift n hold the wheel, keep it steady n don’t let it spill,
I be that east coast resider I always be higher If you smoked as much as me then you’d have to retire Crawlin through my town like a motherfuckin spider Just expanding all my chips while your money getting tighter Movin on up promoted to the top Money comin in and it’s never gon stop I prayed to the lord please protect from the bullshit Holdin up his end so I’m ridin around n gettin it
     "Chunk Up The Deuce" lyrics Lil' Keke Lyrics Play "Chunk Up The Deuce" on Amazon Music Unlimited (ad) "Chunk Up The Deuce" (feat. Paul Wall, Pimp C, Bun B) [Chorus: Lil Keke] I chunk up the deuce for the South and the North Boys talkin down and boys wanna hate I chunk up the deuce for the South and the North Boys talkin down don't make me pull out the choppa I chunk up the deuce for the South and the North Boys talkin down I'll leave em on the streets dead I chunk up the deuce for the South and the North Boys talkin down I got them diamonds in my mouth [Verse 1: Paul Wall] Well it's that grain grippa from Houston, Tex That bar sippa, that bar no plex I'm straight up outta that Swishahouse Where G. Dash write all the checks So check the neck, check the wrist I'm balla status from head to toe My jewelry shop sell more grills Than George Foreman, baby now ya know That ain't a igloo, that's my watch And that ain't snow, baby that's my chain That's not a ice girl, that's my teeth And that's not a snowcone, that's my ring It ain't Kool-Aid up in my cup I stay sippin that purple oil I stay flippin the slab on 4's Cuz I'm a hustla til I'm in the soil My wrist game is one of a kind Patek Philippe worth 100K My work schedule out on the block It's mash all night and grind all day No 401K for a hustler Just bleed the block and stack that paper M.O.B. when it come to hoes And a 40 cal when it come to haters We authentic players not counterfeit Got a 600 Benz with a fall kit Got hoes at the HK turnin tricks Out runnin the tracks tryina make me rich I'm too legit to quit Stackin up that paper til I'm gone So I'ma be workin wood wheel and catchin splinters Ridin 20 inches or better of chrome [Chorus: Lil Keke] I chunk up the deuce for the South and the North Boys talkin down and boys wanna hate I chunk up the deuce for the South and the North Boys talkin down don't make me pull out the choppa I chunk up the deuce for the South and the North Boys talkin down I'll leave em on the streets dead I chunk up the deuce for the South and the North Boys talkin down I got them diamonds in my mouth [Verse 2: Lil Keke] (Don Ke!) Houston Tex got the streets burnin Poppin seals with them 4's turnin Rookie boys they still learnin Losin' cash, I'm still earnin Get my bread while I shake the fed Keep them dimes in and out my bed Jump in the drop to convert the top And let em bop on candy red Leather seats with that wood out They don't know what my hood 'bout Tryin to take the young Don's spot I'm platinum ball and still hot Haters off in my mix again Pimpin broads plus pimpin pens Multiplyin, I gotta win Keep that ice lookin clear as gin Out tha roof still chunkin deuce Ridin slab and hoppin juice Diamond grill with play and skills Just pass the mic and I'll let it loose Independent, still chasin bucks 22's on Porshe trucks Model chicks with them big ol' bucks Killa clans with them big ol' nuts Hit the club with my game tight Hoe's boppin my fame right Did her thang the same night Boys talkin it's all hype Cut the check when I run my mouth Rollin green like I'm playing golf Texas boys be goin' off Representin' that North and South [Chorus: Lil Keke] I chunk up the deuce for the South and the North Boys talkin down and boys wanna hate I chunk up the deuce for the South and the North Boys talkin down don't make me pull out the choppa I chunk up the deuce for the South and the North Boys talkin down I'll leave em on the streets dead I chunk up the deuce for the South and the North Boys talkin down I got them diamonds in my mouth [Verse 3: Pimp C] I'm from Port Arthur Texas Represent it til I'm dead (dead) Pimpin' almost died in the 80's Boys was scared (scared) Bitches was on crack And the 'Lacs wasn't rollin (rollin) But the game done been revived Cuz now the Southside is holdin (ha) Pockets stay swollen (ha) What do we do with all the cash (cash) Try 84's gold wrists With tv's jumpin out the dash (dash) Pistol in the stash even though I'm on parole (role) Nigga try me with that fuck it Bitch I'll leave ya body cold (cold...) [Verse 3: Bun B] From tha land of grain (grain) Candy paint (paint) 84's and the chrome grill It's Texas baby (ha) Dirty south (south) P-A-T, you know we real We packin K's (K's) Desert Eag's (Eag's) AR's and them 38's We servin nothin' but China White Playa we don't sell that dirty weight Big Bun B-da Holdin it down (down) Rep the town to the fullest (fullest) Whether it be on the mic or in them streets Bustin them bullets (bullets) Don't pull it with me (with me) I won't pull it on you And leave you ventilated UGK is back on the block And you marks is finna hate it [Chorus: Lil Keke] I chunk up the deuce for the South and the North Boys talkin down and boys wanna hate I chunk up the deuce for the South and the North Boys talkin down don't make me pull out the choppa I chunk up the deuce for the South and the North Boys talkin down I'll leave em on the streets dead I chunk up the deuce for the South and the North Boys talkin down I got them diamonds in my mouth
I was just kidding around man. I don't need to steal stuff or even flow. I got a job and I love my job I make enough money to buy me everything I want. Don't take life to seriously it will only let you down in the long run.
Still wood grain grippin, sideways sliding, 24s tippin, highway ridin. Hennessey sippin, 30 round clip inside a big ass pistol boy don't make me get to trippin. Big gas blower, just like my Nova, dare you fuck wit it you'll get 30 bored ova....BlackSS
I like to Track but I would have added a violin From the beginning. When you play the music At the beginning of the track Then I will go a bars and an out 6 bars and an out 16 bars and an hour to fill in the gas as a bridge. But that's my opinion
im grippin da garin leaven a stain everytime i bleed da dam block my niggas slangin my niggas bangin stackin gang signs on dis block 400 is what im bangin and 59 got nigga back imma piru before a damu and them hatas dont like dat
Sandy from Spongebob put on for Texas
2020 !
Eli So wavy cap
No cappp
Sandy was in a dome. An Astrodome if you will…
Rt & barred no plea put hands on everyone
0:55 that lil pause in the beat 🔥🔥🔥
This beat so fucking sick 🔥 I'm still rocking with it in 2020
One of the sickest ass beats ever made
The sickest beat ever it still go hard today 💯💯💯💯
One of my favorite beats!!
Hardest beat ever
I miss when the South was on this type of time son...
The Bronx ❤
the weird silence n then beats from the void is dope
real weird vibe
This the hardest beat ever!! 🔥
U not from the dirty souf if you don't know this song🔥
I am in !!
I am from the South
I ain't from the south but I was banging this shit when I was in middle school 💪🏾😤
Imnot i dont but im takin the beat
#grizlymattack
Im from that N.O. but I stayed in Texas for 12 years now. I love it outchea!
#Triple Deesiana
Marcus Strike 3 Jones Sr. How is it now
What part of Texas is the humidity any better? Love the south but cant stand the humidity
Marcus Strike 3 Jones Sr. Lol texas dry as shit.. Nothing to do.. Only fun in Austin but the pay vs cost of housing is impossable.. Might as well live in cali or AZ. Hahahhaha
My rhyme are intertwinded with time I shine with the Devine with every line ypu always will understand my mind their is no lies or ties I'm divided why kid cause I'm vicious that's what I should been called as a kid I'm not wishing no dishes but thoes meal are delicious
Well it's that grain grippa from Houston, Tex
That bar sippa, that bar no plex
I'm straight up outta that Swishahouse
Where G. Dash write all the checks
So check the neck, check the wrist
I'm balla status from head to toe
My jewelry shop sell more grills
Than George Foreman, baby now ya know
That ain't a igloo, that's my watch
And that ain't snow, baby that's my chain
That's not a ice tray, that's my teeth
And that's not a snowcone, that's my ring
It ain't Kool-Aid up in my cup
I stay sippin that purple oil
I stay flippin the slab on 4's
Cuz I'm a hustla til I'm in the soil
My wrist game is one of a kind
Patek Philippe worth 100K
My work schedule out on the block
It's mash all night and grind all day
No 401K for a hustler
Just bleed the block and stack that paper
M.O.B. when it come to hoes
And a 40 cal when it come to haters
We authentic players not counterfeit
Got a 600 Benz with a fall kit
Got hoes at the HK turnin tricks
Out runnin the tracks tryina make me rich
I'm too legit to quit
Stackin up that paper til I'm gone
So I'ma be workin wood wheel and catchin splinters
Ridin 20 inches or better of chrome
Texas coming up rappers local
This Is My Favorite Hip-Hop Song - Alejandro - Chunk Up The Deuce - Lil Keke Feat Bun B & Paul Wall [Produced By Salih Williams] [Directed By Dr. Teeth] [Year: 2006] [Album: The Chronicles, Vol. 1]
I don't even want lyrics on this beat. Fucking classic.
smokin weed till i die,chilling gettin high,bottle of vodka and a blunt in my hand, blood in the sand,diamonds in my mouth,straight out from texas where we dont play around
Pound for pound
Born to be the best around if i wanna murder be malicious on the track bust back like an automatic with a semi automatic sinner said i couldnt have it
We won before the guns drawn
I love the way i rule the word
Already baby! K-town Texas in here
..Country Rap Tunes been da shit
And some Philly flavor with abeja Williams
This is sick dude
Lmao. Why hate on Texas? I'm from Oklahoma and a lil of that purple.swagger rubbed off on us in the Sooner State.
Still the hardest Beat
It's up there I'm not gonna speak in superaltives tho
Ayo play it at 1.5 speed, and your welcome. Even regular speed it's banging.
"I'm from Port Arthur, Texas, represent it til I'm dead"
You know how the big ones go.....WATCH OUT NOW!!!
i love my htown.
I killed this.. Freestylin is what I do its trill fam ThugKD comin from P.A.T.
This beat so clutch
chain on my neck you can tell its colda
from the south west im the texas holda
from houston to funky town
we hold it down we put niggas unda grown
i go by klever i put niggas in coma
we flowing n growing big in oklahoma!!
I love this music
Texas Classic
This beat crank slim!
simple but raw
Was just looking for this beat! It always pops in my head and I never know the name! It just popped up haha!
Texas in the house that bun b bumping out trunk knocking its fucking loud necklace shining high on lean ain't coming down this for pimp c hope i make you proud all my diamonds shine im iced out perfect timing right now out in the open I don't hide out ride out with my frame lifted in the lanes shifting I stay tipping spokes out drifting aint much different still lean sipping and bean splitting can be seen driftingwith candy paint dripping straught gifted bright eyed but they stay squinted high off kush my trees minted
Youngins forget man Houston took over the game while all this was coming out
Reynosa La Maldosa 💀🇲🇽
Nov 2020 making a rap to this fire ass instrumental
Alot of early stuff from swisha house & the freestyle kings, still better then all this new music coming out
TASTETHERAINBOW 🎉
nice beat
oRIGINAL
Chunck Up The Deuce (Instruemnta)
Odeas Texas mojo raiseing . Stay fly hight lander
timeless
Love from south okc
I consistently spit fire on this beat.
Pole time.
Really good trill music 🎵
Yah im here
And some of this and that I love mixing colors I’m such a SLUT❤
I remember when TEXAS HAD SHIT ON LOCKED man ALL them niggaz need to comeback and show ATL what's REALLY GOOD
Delight Zaire I'm fukin sayinnnnnnnnnn. Houston 🛩️ atl
straight up
When h town tried trap music and killed it!
Just hit the best freestyle ever off this beat
Lmaooo. I love this...good for you..
Banger !
100x in a row
FREAKIN LAZER BEAMSSSS
true...florida all day
God Beat of Hip Hop´s
Freshh 🔥🔥
i can imagine Bone Thugz gettin down to this beat, that would be sick!!
This is a beat! Thank u!
I'm from Houston. Texas is nothing what you guys think it is.
Paul Wall's intro was too nasty
UGK on the song would be even more legendary!
Southwest aliet tex swat weeeeeessst
Lol me and 2 lil homies got off on this one time they never heard it before that session was dope freestyle off the top
Sound like your 14 yrs old
My life is relax😎
let me tell you half commentators... Texas keep it kool
Curtise Johnson benfits
Straight texas
Can I record over this though🤷🏾♂️
Going to mix some Baltimore flavor in it with Joseph rich
Deuce up she think I'm Cb nah its Paul wall and lil keke
Start reading @ 0:42 so maybe it will sync 2 the beat
Pull up 2 the line n look @ yo opponent, The v8 red lining in the heat of the moment, Listen 2 the pipes curdling screams, Stomp the gas n make the tires sing, control tht power as the car careens, yank tht e-brake n make tht tail swing, hold tht slide thru the turn, feather tht throttle n make them tires burn,keep Ur cool n stay in control, understeer n heel toe shift n hold the wheel, keep it steady n don’t let it spill,
that go hard nigga with that beat and i represent for Houston,TX A.K.A H-TOWN
Let me get this
00:39 for first beat drop
Kutt up. Bye my solo. Hit em with that glizzie.
Fire
Dirty South...🎧🎤
cool story bro
123 abc rollin up my shiswer sweet.
I need one with the hook!
Fuccin 🔥🔥🔥🔥
I be that east coast resider
I always be higher
If you smoked as much as me then you’d have to retire
Crawlin through my town like a motherfuckin spider
Just expanding all my chips while your money getting tighter
Movin on up promoted to the top
Money comin in and it’s never gon stop
I prayed to the lord please protect from the bullshit
Holdin up his end so I’m ridin around n gettin it

   
"Chunk Up The Deuce" lyrics
Lil' Keke Lyrics
Play "Chunk Up The Deuce"
on Amazon Music Unlimited (ad)
"Chunk Up The Deuce"
(feat. Paul Wall, Pimp C, Bun B)
[Chorus: Lil Keke]
I chunk up the deuce for the South and the North
Boys talkin down and boys wanna hate
I chunk up the deuce for the South and the North
Boys talkin down don't make me pull out the choppa
I chunk up the deuce for the South and the North
Boys talkin down I'll leave em on the streets dead
I chunk up the deuce for the South and the North
Boys talkin down I got them diamonds in my mouth
[Verse 1: Paul Wall]
Well it's that grain grippa from Houston, Tex
That bar sippa, that bar no plex
I'm straight up outta that Swishahouse
Where G. Dash write all the checks
So check the neck, check the wrist
I'm balla status from head to toe
My jewelry shop sell more grills
Than George Foreman, baby now ya know
That ain't a igloo, that's my watch
And that ain't snow, baby that's my chain
That's not a ice girl, that's my teeth
And that's not a snowcone, that's my ring
It ain't Kool-Aid up in my cup
I stay sippin that purple oil
I stay flippin the slab on 4's
Cuz I'm a hustla til I'm in the soil
My wrist game is one of a kind
Patek Philippe worth 100K
My work schedule out on the block
It's mash all night and grind all day
No 401K for a hustler
Just bleed the block and stack that paper
M.O.B. when it come to hoes
And a 40 cal when it come to haters
We authentic players not counterfeit
Got a 600 Benz with a fall kit
Got hoes at the HK turnin tricks
Out runnin the tracks tryina make me rich
I'm too legit to quit
Stackin up that paper til I'm gone
So I'ma be workin wood wheel and catchin splinters
Ridin 20 inches or better of chrome
[Chorus: Lil Keke]
I chunk up the deuce for the South and the North
Boys talkin down and boys wanna hate
I chunk up the deuce for the South and the North
Boys talkin down don't make me pull out the choppa
I chunk up the deuce for the South and the North
Boys talkin down I'll leave em on the streets dead
I chunk up the deuce for the South and the North
Boys talkin down I got them diamonds in my mouth
[Verse 2: Lil Keke]
(Don Ke!)
Houston Tex got the streets burnin
Poppin seals with them 4's turnin
Rookie boys they still learnin
Losin' cash, I'm still earnin
Get my bread while I shake the fed
Keep them dimes in and out my bed
Jump in the drop to convert the top
And let em bop on candy red
Leather seats with that wood out
They don't know what my hood 'bout
Tryin to take the young Don's spot
I'm platinum ball and still hot
Haters off in my mix again
Pimpin broads plus pimpin pens
Multiplyin, I gotta win
Keep that ice lookin clear as gin
Out tha roof still chunkin deuce
Ridin slab and hoppin juice
Diamond grill with play and skills
Just pass the mic and I'll let it loose
Independent, still chasin bucks
22's on Porshe trucks
Model chicks with them big ol' bucks
Killa clans with them big ol' nuts
Hit the club with my game tight
Hoe's boppin my fame right
Did her thang the same night
Boys talkin it's all hype
Cut the check when I run my mouth
Rollin green like I'm playing golf
Texas boys be goin' off
Representin' that North and South
[Chorus: Lil Keke]
I chunk up the deuce for the South and the North
Boys talkin down and boys wanna hate
I chunk up the deuce for the South and the North
Boys talkin down don't make me pull out the choppa
I chunk up the deuce for the South and the North
Boys talkin down I'll leave em on the streets dead
I chunk up the deuce for the South and the North
Boys talkin down I got them diamonds in my mouth
[Verse 3: Pimp C]
I'm from Port Arthur Texas
Represent it til I'm dead (dead)
Pimpin' almost died in the 80's
Boys was scared (scared)
Bitches was on crack
And the 'Lacs wasn't rollin (rollin)
But the game done been revived
Cuz now the Southside is holdin (ha)
Pockets stay swollen (ha)
What do we do with all the cash (cash)
Try 84's gold wrists
With tv's jumpin out the dash (dash)
Pistol in the stash even though I'm on parole (role)
Nigga try me with that fuck it
Bitch I'll leave ya body cold (cold...)
[Verse 3: Bun B]
From tha land of grain (grain)
Candy paint (paint)
84's and the chrome grill
It's Texas baby (ha)
Dirty south (south)
P-A-T, you know we real
We packin K's (K's)
Desert Eag's (Eag's)
AR's and them 38's
We servin nothin' but China White
Playa we don't sell that dirty weight
Big Bun B-da
Holdin it down (down)
Rep the town to the fullest (fullest)
Whether it be on the mic or in them streets
Bustin them bullets (bullets)
Don't pull it with me (with me)
I won't pull it on you
And leave you ventilated
UGK is back on the block
And you marks is finna hate it
[Chorus: Lil Keke]
I chunk up the deuce for the South and the North
Boys talkin down and boys wanna hate
I chunk up the deuce for the South and the North
Boys talkin down don't make me pull out the choppa
I chunk up the deuce for the South and the North
Boys talkin down I'll leave em on the streets dead
I chunk up the deuce for the South and the North
Boys talkin down I got them diamonds in my mouth
I was just kidding around man. I don't need to steal stuff or even flow. I got a job and I love my job I make enough money to buy me everything I want. Don't take life to seriously it will only let you down in the long run.
Still wood grain grippin, sideways sliding, 24s tippin, highway ridin. Hennessey sippin, 30 round clip inside a big ass pistol boy don't make me get to trippin. Big gas blower, just like my Nova, dare you fuck wit it you'll get 30 bored ova....BlackSS
Mind if I use this beat? This is 🔥🔥🔥🔥
I tie the knot loose, I'm at they neck like a noose, what's a duck to a goose,
Oo Aa haha
My like😎
I know that's why I told it
🏹
no problem bro
🔥🔥🔥
I like to Track but I would have added a violin From the beginning. When you play the music At the beginning of the track Then I will go a bars and an out 6 bars and an out 16 bars and an hour to fill in the gas as a bridge. But that's my opinion
im grippin da garin leaven a stain everytime i bleed da dam block
my niggas slangin my niggas bangin
stackin gang signs on dis block
400 is what im bangin and 59 got nigga back imma piru before a damu
and them hatas dont like dat