The Big Unit Album

Artist(s): Lil’ KeKe & Slim Thug

Cover Art

Lil’ KeKe & Slim Thug The Big Unit Cover Art

Tracklist

Intro


*Talking In The Background*

Uh
The streets of my city be gritty
Young *****z pack plenty, and ain't never show no pity
Many die on streets of concrete, blasted from the heat
From under the seat, *****z just tryin' to make ends meat
Trying to eat, day to day livin' with no religion
Luxury cars, and this money got my full attention
School teachers and the preachers don't know what to teach us
They don't get a second look without them ghetto features
Created so the non pigmentated rated
Pornographic caught they children learn the words and say it
Save the monsters, but don't nobody know the lord
Status depends on the baddest **** you can afford
And look at me I'm in the middle of the confusion
Crime in my blood and I need a transfusion
Take it how you want to take it
I gotta twist and break it
Make it shine to distinguish from the ones who fake it
and if it comes out raw, and uncontrollable
Money's foldable, **** a hip-hop quoteable
Nobody felt what I was feeling when I wrote this ****
Broke this ****, but that ain't new so I can cope with this
Hope it get better for those who don't get a chance
To advance, and dig the **** I be saying
You know what might make what I say a little clearer
If motha****ers judge the one they see in the mirror

*Talking till the End*

Dirty

length: 4:17
I'm out that Dirty Dirty, you heard me
Where the boys slang birdies, and party till 5:30
Early birds get the worm, so I'm back up at six
Package of bricks, don't miss **** attacking my licks
Northside don't sleep, see we stay on the grind
You don't work you don't eat, and I stay on dine
Now my stash a lil thicker, this the best of my years
I'm getting cash a lil quicker, than the rest of my peers
Making work disappear, from the knowledge I keep
Making a million a year, without a college degree
I'm a Down South boss, holding down my title
Trying to take my position, it'll get homicidal
Get out of line with the boss, I paid what it cost
My fee is five thee, to get you bumped off
My click raw in that Dirty, break a law in the Dirty
Quick to break a fake hater jaw, in the Dirty Dirty

This is how we do in the Dirty ha
Roll chrome twenty inch, blades in the Dirty ha
Candy paint dripping, Escalade in the Dirty ha
This is how we do the damn thang, in the Dirty ha
This is how we do in the Dirty ha
Get the thang crunk, down here in the Dirty ha
Act a damn fool, down here in the Dirty ha
Roll dime bows in the club, in the Dirty ha

Gon hop, don't stop, gon let your tops drop
I'ma roll till I rock, watch a bad ***** bop
I'm Lil' Keke the Don, just a young phenomenon
Five or six bank accounts, two or three for my son
You know anything goes, when you riding through the Dirty
Sucker free for life, making sure you punks heard me
I'ma get mine, hit licks for heavy bricks
Next do' to Mexico, I get it thirteen six
What you working for, feddy and chips or new cars
H-Town Texas, we born to be stars
A mastermind, I get paid and live splendid
Platinum in the ghetto, you a hundred independent
I'm a young G, and ain't no playing with me
'Cause I multiply the game, got a balling degree
When I mash on a broad, gotta do it with pride
'Cause this the Dirty Dirty, you know the Dirty Southside

This is how we do in the Dirty ha
Roll chrome twenty inch, blades in the Dirty ha
Candy paint dripping, Escalade in the Dirty ha
This is how we do the damn thang, in the Dirty ha
This is how we do in the Dirty ha
Get the thang crunk, down here in the Dirty ha
Act a damn fool, down here in the Dirty ha
Roll dime bows in the club, in the Dirty ha

We got big money, big cars, big checks, big chains
Big booty broads, giving a playa big brain
In the 2000 and 2, Cadillac Coupe
Sitting on 22's, with the head out the roof
Third Coast, thangs start down here
In starched out gear, ***** that started down here
Ain't you know we hit the do', 33 deep
And haters with plex, we put they whole block to sleep
Tre to the herb, stay with the syrup
Hitting the club, with big Burb's on the curb
Birds flying away, for fifteen-five a lick
Uncut, ***** the game is thick
With big ballas like me, DJ DMDeezie
Handcuff your broad, call the laws when you see me
Fa sheezie, we on the grind 25-8
And ***** *** *****z, that get tossed out the state in the Dirty

This is how we do in the Dirty ha
Roll chrome twenty inch, blades in the Dirty ha
Candy paint dripping, Escalade in the Dirty ha
This is how we do the damn thang, in the Dirty ha
This is how we do in the Dirty ha
Get the thang crunk, down here in the Dirty ha
Act a damn fool, down here in the Dirty ha
Roll dime bows in the club, in the Dirty ha

Ain't Nothin Like

length: 4:51

Southern Nigga

length: 4:51

Practice (skit)

length: 0:32

Walk Talk

length: 4:04

Gangstas

(*scratching*)
Slim Thug the Boss (Boss)
(Boss) Slim Thug the Boss (Boss, Boss)
Slim Thug the Boss (Boss)
Thug Thug the Boss

[Slim Thug]
Introducing from Houston, Slim Thug the Boss
The young Hogg out the North, that be running his mouth
Check my files, the Boss man do it G style
I live it write it, and spit it when I freestyle
I'm what them boys on the corner, pumping bumping
Or any hustler, trying to have something bumping
I keep the G's jumping, thoeing up they set
And chicks and tricks in the club, po'ing up Moet
If you rich or broke, we gon ball tonight
From 10's to 24's, we gon crawl tonight
Shot call tonight, you rolling with the Boss Hoggs
Everything free or V.I.P., with the Outlaws
So tell the bartenders, to put it on my tab
And tell the valet dude, to buck you right by my slab
And get what you can grab, from Grey Goose to Bacardi
I'm inviting the world, to my gangsta party

[Hook - 8x]
This for my gangsta niggaz
This for my gangstas (jeah)

[Slim Thug]
I see the Northside thugs, G'd up on the wall
I see the Southside playas, showing boys shake ball
I see the Eastside hustlas, pieced up thoed deck
I see the Westside G's, thoeing up they set
Ain't no plex, we all trying to take something home
It's three chicks to one, so no niggaz alone
Bunch of dime pieces in thongs, all on the dance flo'
Ain't no rules we all grown, baby anything go
What happened at the Hogg palace, stays at the palace
I got spots in every hot spot, from L.A. to Dallas
You can't miss me, it's my party you can't diss me
Turn off all your clocks people, let's make history
We gon drank till we faint, smoke till we choke
Dance till we can't baby, ball till you broke
I said drank till you faint, smoke till you choke
Dance till you can't baby, ball till you broke

[Hook - 8x]

[Slim Thug]
All the ballas getting green, get ya hands up (get ya hands up)
All the hustlas riding clean, get ya hands up (get ya hands up)
All the independent women, get ya hands up (get ya hands up)
All the chicks looking fly, get ya hands up (get ya hands up) - 2x

If you smoke (smoke something)
If you drank (po' something)
If you ball (show something)
You got bank (blow something) - 2x

This is for my G's, and this is for the hustlas
This is for the real niggaz, never for the bustas - 2x

[Hook - 12x]

'bout That

length: 3:39

Fake Niggaz

length: 2:19

Pointem Out

length: 4:29

Make It Touch da Floor

length: 4:54

My Life

length: 4:49

[talking:]
Yo 2003, this for my gangsta niggaz this for my gangstas
A product-dizzle, from Pimp Snizzle himself
This one's about my life man, you heard me
2003 it's none other the Young Don, representing Big Unit
[Lil' Keke:]
This is my life, for real that's how it go
Hustle to get my do', resco' and getting mo'
This is my life, on the real that's how it be
Everything bout cash, when you look at Don Ke
This is my life, with no time to play
And thangs is getting better, every motherfucking day
This is my life, I shed tears of joy
No matter the situation, put it down for my boy
This is my life, yeah the streets the truth
And my whole world rap, when I'm up in the booth
This is my life, the family depend on it
The only way to get it, my nigga you gotta want it
[Hook: x2]
When you see me in the streets, and my stock is up
Niggaz ducking start trucking, when my glock is up
This is Southside, look closer we leave your mouth wide
Killers drug dealers, for scrilla whenever we ride
Who ride, everything is thick
C.M.G./Big Unit, and the rest of the click
[Lil' Keke:]
This is my life, so I get it how I live
Even if, some motherfuckers gotta get killed
This is my life, and I love the mix
I can never ever pass, on that 13-6
This is my life, try to feel my pain
When my people on the block, still stuck in the game
This is my life, so who ready for war
I'm talking point blank range, busting shots in your car
This is my life, everything is equal
Hit the ghetto looking hard, for my gangsta people
This is my life, and the list is up
Right now's a good time, cause the bricks is up
[Hook x2]
[Lil' Keke:]
This is my life, you know the hustle's still in it
You get it while it's good, leave it 'lone in a minute
This is my life, so I really gotta reach it
Back of my mind, steady saying gotta be to keep it
This is my life, ain't no turning it back
Until a million c.d.'s, flying off the rack
This is my life, so who better for the job
27 years old, and I'm running with the mob
This is my life, and it's plain to see
That I'ma put away a platinum, while I'm fucking with Lee
This is yo life, and it could never be mine
And niggaz be falling short, on the real I ain't lying
[Hook x2]
[talking:]
Nod your head nigga, nod your head nigga
Nod your head nigga, uh-uh uh
Nod your head nigga, nod your head nigga
Nod your head nigga, uh-uh uh
Mr. Lizzle Pimp Stizzle, yeah what
Lil' Keke the Don, yeah huh what
Nodd Factor, C.M.G., Boss Hogg nigga what
Huh, y'all niggaz better get y'all shit ready
We taking over nigga, yeah that's right that's right
Yeah uh-uh

Oh Buddy

length: 3:33

In da Club

length: 4:01
Ha, Blue Boyz on the rise ha
Blue Boyz on the rise ha
Blue Boyz on the rise, with a mission to see - 2x

[Killa Kal]
I know you see me at the do', I'm in a Coupe on dubs
You in the lot, trying to pop it your hoop on hubs
You and your group at the club, trying to shoot your slugs
You think a ***** won't box you, or shoot your mug

I just came here to party baby, drank and roam blocks
Get a thicky thick chick, and get a quick dome shot
Got a sick chrome glock, and it cough at *****z
I came here to **** with women, I talk to *****z

I'm here often ***** (doing what), buying the bar
Getting crunk with my click, might be eyeing a star
I see white eyeing a bar, while I sip my Belve
Walked over (grabbed her hand), and with her lips she tells me

(get thoed) hell yeah boo, I'm one of the ones
So I pull her close to me, hands under her buns
But it's one thing about her, I just got to know
If she cutting tonight shorty, then I got to go

[Hook: x 2]
This for them ballas in the back of the club
*****z that don't know, how to act in the club
And them 600's, and the them 'Lacs at the club
Stay iced up, looking good in the club
Get ****ed up, chunk up your hood in the club

[Sir Daily]
Now Daily pull up to the spot, at 12 o'clock on the dot
Looking for a chickenhead, bopper to bop
Twenty inches spinning slow, as I crawl in the lot
Gold diggers flag me down, trying to get me to stop

But oh no, a ***** recognized disguise
I looked past that thick ***, and them big ol' thighs
I'm A G, I peep game constantly
So tell me what the ****, do you want from me

I'm at the bar, taking shots to the head
Trying to find a yellow bone, that give shots to the head
I see a fine looking dime, and she rocking some red
Spit a line and she mine, while she drop in my bed

It's guaranteed, to put a young ***** on her knees
Blue Boyz on the rise, with a mission to see
Slim Thug or Sir Daily, and my ***** Kyleon
We party all night, till six in the morn' ha

[Hook: x 2]

[Slim Thug]
I'm V.I.P., in the back of the club
Slim Thee, they call me the best dressed thug
Your misses trying to get a Boss, kisses and hugs
But your misses get nothing, but diss and mugs

I don't give **** to chicks, that give it up to scrubs
Trying to find the finest *****, up in the club
Make her up that thing, get in her ear
And fill her up, with game

Ten times out of ten, I'ma cut that thang
Got the broad giving up the brain, like it ain't nothing mayn
I'm a P-I-M-P, simple to me
And talk hoes out they clothes, so easily

I rock platinum rings, platinum piece and platinum car
And I'm bout to be, a platinum star
V.I.P. by the bar, is where you'll see me staying
With the Roley on my wrist, and the Crys in hand man

[Hook: x 2]

(*scratching*)

This How We Do

length: 4:26
7-1-3, Slim Thug, Lil' Ke
Doing it up with Mr. Lee, Nodd Factor, CMG
Boss Hogg, Big Unit, big primping
No tricking, what, this how we do it mayn, 2003

I'm relaxing on the seven day, Carnival Cruise mayn just
Living the lifestyle, of the rich and the famous
Sipping margarita mix, with one of my model chicks
She's a hottie perfect body, 36-24-36
It's a beautiful thang
And on the cool, I ain't got room to complian
I'm living lovely drinking bubbly, on all occasions
Over a million bucks, is what my jewelry appraising
Black, White or Asian the girl is mine
I'm knocking down, one of Steve Frances hoes right now
I'm a balla taller, than Jailon Rose
Don't shoot basketball, but I play with the pros
A six figga *****, who pockets keep getting bigger
Trying to rape the industry, like Dame Dash and Jigga
Jeah I'm truly blessed, by the man up above
And he showing nothing but love, for his son Slim Thug

We bout to say what's up Northside
Come on, this how we do it on the Southside
That's right, we bout to dip on through the Eastside
Fa sho, they throw the dub up on the Westside
Ok, they get they money on the Northside
Come on, we do it big on the Southside
That's right, they keep it fly on the Eastside
Fa sho, they smoke the best on the Westside, ok ok

Here comes a superstar, laid back and confidential
Got double platinum potential, and birds off in the rental
It's just fundamental, how the game is applied
I get a gangsta stay thugging, for my *****z that died
So let me take a ride, stroll up memory lane
You get your two for one twenty, for a show ain't a thang
You know it's Southsive, that's how the money divide
Got leather and plenty wood, plus the body is wide
So throw your home up, baby we done blown up
Rolling on 22's, transportation gotta be grown up
*****z better own up, when it's time for war
Get to' up be coming down, and I be sitting at the bar
With your sugar brown yellow bone, something I can take home
Got her in a thug zone, so I mash on
Floss mode, when the mix is thick
Throw your deuce up quick, I'm bout to crash your chick

It's the Boss of the North, the Don of the South
A beautiful day, to pull the toys out
Living lovely, why would you want to hate me
It's the Boss of the North, the Don of the South
A beautiful day, to pull the toys out
Living lovely, why would you want to hate me

We bout to say what's up Northside
Come on, this how we do it on the Southside
That's right, we bout to dip on through the Eastside
Fa sho, they throw the dub up on the Westside
Ok, they get they money on the Northside
Come on, we do it big on the Southside
That's right, they keep it fly on the Eastside
Fa sho, they smoke the best on the Westside, ok ok

We bout to say what's up Northside
Come on, this how we do it on the Southside
That's right, we bout to dip on through the Eastside
Fa sho, they throw the dub up on the Westside
Ok, they get they money on the Northside
Come on, we do it big on the Southside
That's right, they keep it fly on the Eastside
Fa sho, they smoke the best on the Westside, ok ok

Nodd Factor

length: 3:38

Outro

length: 1:02
They said no when I told them that I'd find a way to get to the top
They didn't know that eventually I'd be the one to worry about
When someone would mention me, they always tried to say I would flop
But this the sound of revenge

Yea
On the path to find out who's true
The only person you can really trust is you
And if you feel like you can't even trust you
Then you can always trust you know who
And if you don't know who you know who is
Then I feel so sorry for you
Cause that's really the only person that can judge you
Critics, people that wanna see you fail will tell you what you can't do
Shouldn't do and must do
But when you got that glow
Nobody else's words can really budge you

Revenge has always been looked upon as a sin
And sometimes you feel like you had to sin to win
Sometime it sound like :gunshot:
Is what it coulda been
When you get to the gates of Heaven they probably wouldn't let ya in
But ya change that meanin' up and success is what it is in the end
And instead of worryin' about what shoulda, coulda, woulda been
Ya turn your head toward the future and keep it movin'
Know what I'm sayin'?
Well say it again
Keep it movin'
Know what I'm sayin'?
Screw it then
Know what I'm sayin?

If you're waitin' for me to fail, your time is runnin' out on that clock
I'm runnin' to the finish yea, when I get there I ain't gonna stop
Success is what I couldn't have, but now I tell em look what I got
It's the sound of revenge