lil flip – never let the game go lyrics
(feat. z-ro)
say mike dean, dig these blues..
[z-ro]
here i go again, running off at the mouth about busters
motherf-ckers just mad at me, cause they diamonds ain’t up in cl-sters
too many times i done paid my dues, giving a d-mn still paying ’em fool
could it be the reason i’m so cold in the rap game, this motherf-cking pain
i’m screaming jesus, i need a better way of life
cause at the rate i travel now, i can’t decipher day from night
still the king of the ghetto, the ghetto is where i lay my head at
evade fed’s at, and break bread at
these son of my b-tches got a n-gg- f-cked up, my att-tude is already rude
and too many people make me paranoid, so i wet a b-tch and i wet a dude
straight like that i don’t give a d-mn, i’m gangstafied from toderhead enough said
flipping in a gangsta ride and when it get gangsta, a gangsta will bust heads
it’s in my blood i’m a mo’f-cking thug, even though i know better
my only love is for my guerillas, and for the cheddar
so all you mark -ss n-gg-z, get the f-ck up out of dodge
get your life right with god, then if you want war let’s go to war
[z-ro]
it be a bunch of drama, on my block
my partna accidently shot his mama, on my block
trying to survive in the land of the lost, hoping i could at least find me
cause back in high school, ain’t nan one of my teacher reached me
i wan’t cutting up in cl-ss, i had money on my mind
visualizing a motherf-cking come up, ready to get up and grind
chasing paper like a motherf-cker, me and buddy ro
moving ounce after ounce, after ounce of that yayo
making money what i love to do, but my freedom is pending
and if i get caught slipping, my freedom is ending n-gg- i’m playing it safe
one hundreds and fifties, and twenties and tens and fives
and ones up in my safe, 3-57 and a 4-0
and a 4-4 up in my waist, a maniac
trigga happy, and don’t give a f-ck what i be aiming at
ridgemont for li’ forever, i’m claiming that
(ridgemont for li’ forever, i’m claiming that)
[z-ro]
my n-gg-z be killing eachother, behind these busted b-tches
i would rather be spending my time in a drop top, something live on switches
with a sack of that sh-t, so i can calm my nerves down
dealing with b-tch n-gg- after b-tch n-gg-, i’m ready to release rounds
out of the mini-one form i shoot till it’s over with, ain’t n-body gon stood up
another one bites the dust i’m throwing that p.u.d. up, n-gg- what
i’m ready to kill and i’m ready to die, the cause for my life
the reason i’m anti-social, and built a wall around my life
ain’t n-body with me, z-ro the crooked in the flesh
mo city texas ain’t no fashion show, n-gg-z come to give me death
it’ll be a battleground, with nothing but dead enemies or myself
cause when i be clicking, i be feeling a strange energy within myself
i never be giving a d-mn about it, because it be feeling so live
and if i be doing that there, don’t f-ck with me and take me out of my vibe n-gg-
ten-nine-eight-seven-six-five-fo’
never gonna let the game go, fa sho
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