The IllEST, the realEST & the trillEST [Rhymes & Punches]
[Verse 1: Kells] Pesos, pesos, all I know is chase those Everyday I wake up, all I drink is Jamo My bitch is insane, all she want is anal She cut blow with Drain-O, bust it on the table Everybody say they loyal, tell me where the fuck is they though? We ain’t never see you bitches, come in San Diego I ain’t ever sold my soul, I ain’t ever had no halo Smoke J’s big as egg rolls, hit that Jose Canseco Mix that OJ and Cuervo, so high that I see angels Came all the way from the kitchen, frying them potatoes You can talk all you want to, cause it will never be in my face though And ya’ll mothafuckas keep lookin, but can’t nobody fill my space ho I’m the realest mothafucka, I’m on some UGK Trillest mothafucka, you feel me mane?
[Verse 2: Trae tha Truth]
[Verse 3: Bun B] Original nigga I’ve never been cloned Never been sober, I’m high like a drone Smoking a cone, used to distribute cocaine in your zone But shit, I moved on, to bigger and better I’m smarter and wiser, so this shouldn’t be a surprise