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t.i. – keep talkin [game over!!] (lil’ flip diss) lyrics

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[intro: lil 3rd]
lil 3rd
the leprechaun (say what)
t.i.p
rubber band man (ay)
pimp squad clique
off tha chain b+tch
get it right n+gga

[chorus: lil 3rd]
he, he talkin’ that (what)
that gangsta sh+t (yuh)
he ain’t about that
man this n+gga (ay) wack
i’ma wipe him off the map, come to the clover b+tch and get your braids unwrapped n+gga (oh)
he, he talkin’ that (yuh)
that gangsta sh+t
you ain’t about that
man this n+gga (ay) wack
i’ma wipe him off the map, come to (ha haaa) the clover b+tch and get your braids unwrapped n+gga (ye ye yeeeaaaa)

[verse 1: lil 3rd]
ayy, the game ain’t over, the game just begun n+gga (uh uh)
botany boy, cloverland, young don n+gga (yea)
i ain’t ???? ???? b+tch but i’m the one n+gga (the one n+gga)
nickname card luis cause i run n+ggas, dumb n+ggas, lollipop cake mix crumb n+ggas (uh)
money by the ton, microwave one n+gga (yea)
check a hoe, pimp tight, (b+tch) don juan n+gga (fo sho)
ya f+ckin’ wit a real k!ller i don’ warn n+ggas
run n+gga, lucky charm (sucker ass) d+ck suckin’ cum l!cker
and i’ll slap any n+gga who a run wit cha (f+ck boys)
t.i.p. let ’em know, here come n+gga
ring the alarm, ya f+ckin’ wit a young godzilla (know how i do things)
born in the streets, made man mob n+gga (okay)
souhtside, gutter raised, i’ma hard n+gga
scott cullen, martin luther king born n+gga (what it is n+gga)
south park, cloverland third ward n+gga (hey)
you ain’t never sold a rock you a odd n+gga (odd ass n+gga)
think about it for real and weigh ya odds n+gga (yea)
keep bumpin’ that hot sh+t bust ya guns n+ggas
when i catch ya i’m pullin’ ya ho card n+gga
yeah
[chorus: lil 3rd]
he, he talkin’ that (hey)
that gangsta sh+t (hey)
he ain’t about that (yuh yuh yuh oh)
man this n+gga wack
i’ma wipe him off the map, come to the clover b+tch and get your braids unwrapped n+gga (a ay)
he, he talkin’ that (what)
that gangsta sh+t (yuh)
you ain’t about that (ha haaaaaa)
man this n+gga wack
i’ma wipe him off the map, (sucker ass n+gga) come to the clover b+tch and get your (ha haaaaaa) braids unwrapped n+gga

[verse 2: t.i.]
hey
been fakin’ too long to get what you deserve n+gga
but you makin’ your songs, we know that you’s a nerd n+gga (nerd n+gga)
i see it’s on i promise that’s my word n+gga (on my son)
you just clone and wishin’ you could be 3rd n+gga (you ain’t 3rd n+gga)
before rap, (???? sucker ass) sh+t it’s known that i serve n+ggas
wit quarters, halfs, wholes, os, i’ma bird flipper
the coppers c+ck and my aim (ha ha ha haaaaaa) is superb n+gga
you ain’t from botany, that sh+t you talk is absurd n+gga
your welcome whenever you wanna get chu issue (ay man holla at me shawty) ’cause you p+ssy as a pad, panty, soft an toilet tissue (haaa)
you ain’t even a factor man i’m watchin’ them n+ggas wit you (who dat)
sprayin’ at them n+ggas (bla bla bla bla blaow) ya payin’ to babysit you
man i’m layin’ you down n+gga i ain’t playin’ around (i’ll bet chu)
know about that action as you lay in the ground (sucker ass)
lettin’ bullsh+t slide i’m refusin’ to do
man i don’ kept it realer wit n+ggas in houston than you (sissy)
hey
++scratch replay+++
he, he talkin’ that (i, i, i, i don’)
i don’ kept it realer wit n+ggas in houston than you
man i don’ kept it realer wit n+ggas in houston than you (sissy)
hey

[chorus: lil 3rd]
he, he talkin’ that
that gangsta sh+t (you keep talkin’ n+gga)
he ain’t about that (yuh yuh)
man this n+gga wack
i’ma wipe him off the map, come to the clover b+tch and get your braids unwrapped n+gga (sucker ass n+gga)
he, he talkin’ that (yuh)
that gangsta sh+t
you ain’t about that
man this n+gga wack (make ya mouth write checks that ya ass can’t cash n+gga)
i’ma wipe him off the map, come to the clover b+tch and get your braids unwrapped n+gga (let’s get ’em shawty)

[verse 3: lil 3rd]
i bust heads wit bankhead, pimp squad n+ggas (yeah)
the chain bought me big shot mob boss n+ggas
duncan hines serially, cup cake false n+ggas (false ass n+gga)
don’t even know how many grams in a ounce n+gga (ah 27?, 32?)
and all that yappin’ gon’ get cha bumped off n+gga
i’ll pre+wrap it and back slap it in ya mouth n+gga
you a p+ssy, go deeper than randy moss n+gga (ooo)
we all know that you the queen of the south n+gga (?? ??? ??? ha ha haaaaaa)
grandmama boy, never came out the house n+gga
never bought a swisher sweet from a swisha house n+gga (fake ass)
so how the f+ck you had the streets on lock (n+gga how)
’cause for a fact in cloverland you ain’t touch no block (uh ah, uh uh ah)
bust no glock
get no cot, this pump pop (uh ah) (what)
cb4 gusto n+gga like chris rock (t.i.)
????? rubber bands and bring ’em wit p+ss lock (yeah) (boing)
no suspects, no clues, a six shot
tight leprechaun suit and your squad ?? ??? (ha haaaa ??? ??? ho ass n+gga)
since ya like how ice shine n+gga spot this dot (n+gga)
[chorus: lil 3rd]
he, he talkin’ that (yuh)
that gangsta (yuh) sh+t (yuh)
he ain’t about (yuh) that (ay)
man (ay) this n+gga wack
i’ma wipe him off the map, (come on n+gga) come to the clover b+tch and get your braids unwrapped n+gga (uh ay)
he, he talkin’ that (yuh yuh come on)
that gangsta sh+t (yuh)
you ain’t about that (ay)
man (ay) this n+gga wack (ay)
i’ma wipe (ay) him off (ay) the map, (ay) come to the clover (yuh) b+tch and get your braids unwrapped n+gga

[outro: t.i.]
yea ah yea yeaaaaaa
t.i.p. n+gga
pimp squad clique n+gga
botany boys you understand that n+gga
my homeboy n+gga lil 3rd the original and the only leprechaun n+gga, get it right, keep it right f+ck n+gga
if you don’t like it come see me
f+ck



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