lil flip - we ain't scared (remix) lyrics
(-talking-)
yeah, lil’ flip, i’m one deep this time
we ain’t scared man, how many times i gotta
tell you n-ggas we ain’t scared, yeah
we keeping it gangsta (gangsta) believe that
(believe that) popping collars (popping) you know
(you know) yeah (yeah)…
[lil’ flip]
look i ain’t scared of no n-gga, i ain’t scared of no hoe
i come to my show, and knock you out on the front row
you on the flo’, cops coming
lil’ flip is standing here, i’m not running
i’m a man n-gga, i need ten grand n-gga
if you want my verse, put it in my hand n-gga
got a benz that’s blue, got a tan range rover
and i like my c.d., to change over
i push benzes, on 20 inch lorenzes
never get out my money, and i never will spend it
i save some, put a little away
yeah it’s a sunny day, but what about the rainy days
cause when it’s a rainy day, i gotta have that re-up
money my n-gga, cause i need my money
it ain’t funny, it ain’t a joke, it ain’t no game
if you play with my change, i put some change on your brain
you feel me mayn, you feel my pain, i need mine
before i sign a contract, i gotta read mine
i’m just a young n-gga, can’t be a dumb n-gga
i’m so thoed i got game n-gga, i can f-ck a nun n-gga
i’m lil’ flip, and the game is perfected
i’m the referee, your -ss just got ejected
i’m the president, you know my residence
i graduated ’99, so i’m intelligent
i got a navigator, i got a calculator
i know these n-ggas know, i got that crib with elevators
spiral chairs, and big ole maze
i got a big excursion, on big ole blaze
we chop chop hoes bop bop, back in the days
n-ggas use to break dance, and pop lock
now we play hop scotch, but if you play with my money
my n-gga, i come and spray or pop blocks
break n-ggas take n-ggas, look for the fake n-ggas
step on it so fast, he a cake n-gga
a weak n-gga, a freak n-gga
i got them books, you can call me a geek n-gga
cause i’m a hustla, balla, gangsta, dope dealer
20 inch sprewells, riding on my 4 wheeler
just went to mobilia, just to get mo’ scrilla
i got my money, i don’t depend on no n-gga
cause if i don’t work, then i don’t eat
yeah i graduate, sometimes a n-gga had to cheat
i cheated on my hoes, cheated on my tests
but i’m the pimp n-gga, i must confess
so pay attention, when i spit my rhymes
cause lil’ flip, i’m always shining
always grinding, time i was telling
n-gga my pockets swelling
[yung redd]
they wanna see something new, well n-gga stay tuned
i cruise through, in a all blue h2
them rims big, so i’m sitting on them sh-g shoes
the white kids, say the black dude is that cool
i’m such a fool, i should open up a school
and teach some of these dudes, how to ride 22’s
try to figure me out, but you don’t have a clue
just follow my lead, y’all do as i do
yeah i’m still in your hood, like run down houses
from the burbs to the projects, we got em bouncing
p-ss the swisha, i’m with my n-gga flippa
my truck sit higher than heels, on a stripper
you got a heater, better keep it with you
it’s f-cked up, blind n-ggas can’t peep the picture
plus the fo’ fever, guaranteed to leave you
flat on the pavement, taking your last breather
(-talking-)
yeah, i had to do that for my n-ggas
know i’m saying, everybody
off the dome, off the brain
i’m all known like a pen to the pad n-gga, yeah
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