touch the flo', when it's time to tussle Ah, it's a struggle [Big Pokey] Be a G in these streets, it

[Big Pokey] Before the streets swallow me, I'ma swallow the game Just use your brain, cause you

(Big Pokey) You're trippin me out, sho nuff When you stroll up you make niggas fold up Hold up, I

crucify lyrically anyone steppin to me And as for Big Pokey, he's one of the throwdest in the game When

man Me, Big Pokey, 3-2, we stay on a mission H-Town for life representin the commision Whether sunny

(Big Steve-R.I.P) Who dat mad, who dat talkin down Mad cause them ballers from the South showin pop surround Me and my partners recline, we put it

, And shake it all about. You do the hokey pokey And turn yourself around. Now put your right foot in, Your

for Hokey Pokey Hear him ringing on the ice-cream bell He's got the stuff that'll cool you right down It

simple For our brains to figure it out What if the hokey-pokey Is all it really is about? What if life

Pokey] Me I'm all about the cash, cause I love grindin Labels want me to cut 'em something, like a blood