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1. _ 8 Rulez
[Chorus] 1 - Never let a nigga know yo business 2 - Always start what you finish 3 - Stay on yo note don't slip 4 - Be careful cause these streets are a trip 5 - Always keep a glock in yo whip 6 - Real niggaz stick to the script 7 - Don't slang crack where you stay 8 - Just don't do it okay [Lil' Flip] In my hood all you see is dope fiends and dope dealers Rats and roaches police and 4 wheelers Metro's gun shoots piccalo 30-year-old men swingin drinkin bigalow Stop signs but don't nobody ever stop Theres ten groups in my hood but don't nobody drop Plus the block is hot, and this dope game cold Throught rain sleet or snow birds gotta get sold [Somebody] Birds get sold, I stand and watch the game unfold My thing gets low, I teach the grain get gain and blowed Leave the scene wit no clue (Its kinda like you snooze you loose) If you don't fuck wit me I aint fuckin wit you [Lil' Flip] Check the game 'til you see my weapons aim Nigga I aint a rookie I'm a veteran mayne [Chorus] [Lil' Flip] Hustle for yo whip, stack fo yo mill' Buy a cookie cutter then I'm in the wind Back to home base, I'm on a paper chase I'm not a case catcher so I can't catch a case Money on my mind, and how am I gonna get it I dress like I'm broke but I'm really running the city Bricks turn into crumbs, gallons turn into one Narcotics distubuting using guns Money, cash, hoes, swangin gas full If you don't pay the bills man thats all I know Hustlers never sleep and sleepers never hustle I'm on the interstate with a brick in my muffler Keep it on a low cause niggas be snitchin They'll do anything so they won't see prison Man you never know yo cousin can be a snitch And a month later undercovers taking yo piss I'm off the block, somebody better call the cops Shippin and handlin, when I'm not feedin the family The family don't feed me I feed the family [Chorus] more free lyrics |
2. _ Haters Still Mad
ft. Big T, Lil' Ron [talking] Uh, Lil' Flip, them hatas still mad Man look, Big T [Chorus: Big T] Why y'all haters still mad I said I don't know why baby Cause Screwed Up Click acting bad Cause Screwed Up Click acting bad [Lil' Flip] You might see me in the benzo, sitting on Lorenzos, blowing on some endo It's five o'clock so I'ma drop my top, and let down my window I'm candy paint with DVD's and Playstation 2 I got a mic with a crown on top that say R.I.P. DJ Screw But I'ma hold it down like it's no cigo', make this Screw shit coast to coast I can't be stopped like a locomotive, M-P-C H-P eighty rolling My paper folding like laundromats, S-P-S black Cadillacs E-S-1's cause cataracts, Gucci suit with the hat to match Like Fat Pat I'm on chrome, my Prime Co. on roam Sold out shows at the Astro Dome, y'all ain't know my money long Y'all money gone cause we changed the game, and came with tighter flows I wear expensive clothes got plenty hoes, cause nigga that's all I know Like shopping sprees and credit cards, two ways and cellulars Smoking blunts and pulling broads, everyday I'm switching cars But I'm a superstar like Denzel, but I ain't gone win a Grammy I sold a hundred thousand now I see why niggas can't stand me [Chorus] Why y'all haters still mad I said I don't know why baby Cause Swisha House acting bad Why y'all hating the way y'all do Why y'all haters still mad I said I don't know why baby Cause Screwed Up Click acting bad Cause Screwed Up Click acting bad [Lil' Flip] All these cars I got to flip one, all these rims I got to whip one All this wood I got to grip some, Texas boys off the hook huh Chain and charm with two my chain, project corner with too much weight Sleep day time and work at night, making cash is my life Sipping Sprite and breaking mics, winning money shaking dice Hitting licks and shaking vikes, you want three chickens pay the price Bubble light on foreign wheels, iced out grill'll make me chill Peanut butter in my Seville, buy a pint and pop a sill [Lil' Ron] Buy a pint and I'll pop a sill, and my blaze chop like a south-mill Y'all hatas mad cause we in a Jag, and that Iceberg got us dressed to kill How you feel cause I'm fired up, pour me up another cup It's S.U.C. and Swisha House, and them big faces we fold up Lil' Ron make you hold up while I take a trip with Lil' Flip Blow'd get you wide up and it'll make your ass run off a cliff Kenoe got the track throwed, we making hatas hate us bad I'm a Rosewood thug that keeps my pants sagging [Chorus] Why y'all haters still mad I said I don't know why baby Cause Swisha House acting bad Why y'all hating the way y'all do Why y'all haters still mad I said I don't know why baby Cause Screwed Up Click acting bad Cause Screwed Up Click acting bad more free lyrics |
3. _ Da Roof
[Lil' Flip] Well, I smoke and lean tryna get high on Cloud 9 tryna reach they sky we call it dro'ya'll call it lye all I need is a sweet to get me by I'm super fly like Missy drink Moette until I'm pissy I pulled up in a Bentley hoes asking who is it its F-L-I-P blowing that light green no sticks, no seeds $300 for an O-Z and you know me stay blowed puffing and passing you split it, dump it, lick it then stuff it wit hashing [Chorus] Da roof, da roof, da roof is on fire We don't need matches real smokers use lighters Da roof, da roof, da roof is on fire We don't need matches real smokers use lighters [Lil' Flip] Smoke all day thats what I do when I think about my nigga Screw I break bread with my crew I smoke green, purple, even blue I dont know about you but I love to smoke play Grand Theft and crack a joke or go to the club and snatch a hoe thats the way it go when ya ballin hoe we smoke dro'to get higher I got 20's on my tires, I got tensions in my wires cause Haddy's got that fire and when I retire I'm a still be smoking hay like (Crucial Conflict) or mail man and Drey so if you wanna smoke something just holla at ya boy cause I got cotton candy, tarantula, and fat boy we can roll a sack boy and get so high but when its time to hit the club I need Visine for my eyes [Chorus] Da roof, da roof, da roof is on fire We don't need matches real smokers use lighters Da roof, da roof, da roof is on fire We don't need matches real smokers use lighters more free lyrics |
4. _ I Shoulda Listened
huh huh I had to do somethin like dis ya know huh I shoulda listened I shoulda listened [Lil' Flip - Verse 1] I shoulda listened, when ya said boy go and get a job I shoulda listened, cause you gotta sell dope or rob I shoulda listened, when you told me I need to go to college but right now I'm tryin to money in my wallet I shoulda listened, when you said boy make good grades but instead I was worryin about dem new j's I shoulda listened, when you said boy dont get no tattoos now it's 2 years later and now I got 22 I shoulda listened, when you said keep playin basketball but I was makin mo money standin in the hall I shoulda listened, when you said I need to be in the church but that's hard "why" cause everyday I gotta concert I shoulda listened, when you said I need to watch my friends cause yesterday my partner got jacked fo' his Benz I shoulda listened, when you said dont stand on the corner cause all black folks do is smoke marijuana [Chorus: repeat 2X] I shoulda listened, when yo told me dont do that I did it any way I shoulda listened, when yo told me dont hustle but I gotta get paid [Lil' Flip - Verse 2] I shoulda listened, when you said quit standin on the block cause all that do is make it easy fo the cops I shoulda listened, when you said it dont matta what car you drive long as you pay yo bills long as you survive I shoulda listened, when you said dont be hangin at the club cause people get drunk and wanna shoot the club up I shoulda listened, when you said you cant please everybody right now I'm findin out I dont need everybody I shoulda listened, when you said dont brind dem niggaz to ya house cause when you aint there theyll try to break in ya house I shoulda listened, when you told me you read what ya so so everybody I meet I cant treat'em like a hoe I shoulda listened, when ya told me do somethin wit my time so I picked up the pen and paper and now I'm writtin ryhmes I shoulda listened, when you said forget the money put God first so that's the way I gotta end my verse [Chorus - repeat to fade] more free lyrics |
5. _ R.I.P. Screw
ft. Bizzy Bone [talking] Yeah (yeah, yeah) uh Lil' Flip, Bizzy Bone (First Eazy, Houston Texas Then Pac, then Biggie And now it's Big Pun Now DJ Screw, Aaliyah) [Chorus: Bizzy Bone - 2x] And even though you gone, your memory lives on And on yeah, and even though you died You still my nigga, my nigga, my nigga [Lil' Flip] I met Screw in 9-4 at a Fat Pat show Back when Club Unique, use to be stadium bowl I walked up to his car with a cassette in my hand Then I freestyled for him cause this could be my only chance Me and my partner Jason, we started doing mix tapes We both smiled cause we knew this could be our big break Then Screw wrote his number down and said hit him next week Get your list together, and pick all your beats Well time went by and my best friend died Rest in peace Jason dog I wish your ass was alive A couple months later, my second cousin passed So that made me sit down and realize what I had I dropped "Diamonds In Yo Face" and "Buy The Car, Buy The House" And Screw saw me at a show and said boy you went off Two hours later, I was making tapes at his house And didn't nobody go to sleep until the mics went off [Chorus - 2x] [Lil' Flip] I'm still on earth, and everything ter-rific Pour me a spot, so we can reunite and kick it People don't understand life, but one day you'll get it But for now you better enjoy your one way ticket And Screw, I wanna thank you for the help you gave me We had a relationship like Lil Wayne and Baby The day you gave me the plack saying Screwed Up Click The Freestyle King forever is Lit-tle Flip You let me rip, the mic while you was scratching and mixing I wasn't trying to run shit I just played my position We stood in the kitchen smoking, laughing and sipping Getting high, me and you eating a basket of chicken Before we shot fool you said Flip come get a ass whipping I ain't gone lie, Screw could shoot with one hand without missing I'm on a mission, I'm trying to Screw up the world Lil' Flip gone hold it down baby that's my word [Chorus - 2x] [Lil' Flip] Now the last verse, I ain't even got to curse I'm use to seeing your I'mpala not you riding in a hearse You set a trend, that'll never be forgotten Just imagine Batman if he didn't have Robin But I learned a lot, and I'm glad I'm in a click And please believe, I still drop underground hits I got your name tatted on me with a crown on top You probably DJ'ing up there for Biggie Smalls and Pac [talking] [Chorus - 2x] more free lyrics |
6. _ 7-1-3
[Lil'Flip] Lil' Flip Represent 7-1-3 Now when you see me in the Lamborghini speeding, bumpin Screw I know you see my license plate, "Lil' Flip #2" I use to skip summer school, hit the block and move work That was enough to buy some shoes, pants, and a new shirt Now I'm shinin like Puff, wearin diamonds like Puff We got everybody else music sounding like US So hold up! You better get your own style Cause we been bumpin Screw down here for a while! And when you see me at the mall, Just me and my dawg I'm shoppin with them, Cause I ain't trickin for a broad I do shows and rock crowds, And then I get paid Summer time, I'm on dubs, Winter time, I'm on blades My whole click livin laid, man we all got Vets My crib so big, I ain't even see my room yet But hold up! You better get your own style Cause we been buyin six-figure homes for a while! Now when you see me in the Vibe, Murder Dog and The Source And the XXL, standing next to a Porsche I get paid with my voice, so I pimp these beats I hate commercial rap, so I pimp these streets You don't work you don't eat, that's a known fact I just don't rap, nigga I know how to act But hold up! You better get your own style Cause we been fuckin with magazines for a while! [Chorus x1] Because we represent the 7-1-3! The type of Rappers y'all never goin be! We makin money y'all never goin see! Because we represent the 7-1-3! Houston, Texas nigga! Now when you see me with Tigga, On BET Or 106 and Park, with AJ and Free Or MTV, come take a look at my house And after that, come take a look at my mouth Yea I represent the South, like Pastor Troy And I'm still Fresh and Clean, like Andre and Big Boi But hold up! You better get your own style Cause we been talkin shit on TV for a while! Now when you see me with a sweet, blowing smoke out my nose 9 times outta 10, I'm probably blowin Hydro So don't blow my high, just leave me alone! Cause I get high like Cheech and Chong Call me 'Afroman' when my hair ain't braided I got 20 tatoo's but I'm still educated But hold up! You better get your own style Cause we been smokin high-time weed for a while! And when you see my at the club, I gotta get my floss on Techno, my ring shinnin, and I got my cross on I gotta brand new phone, Cause I'ma rich nigga And when people call, you can see they picture I'm still Lil'Flipper, but my money got taller And my Benz got wider, and your hundred got smaller But hold up! You better get your own style Cause we been acting bad, drivin cars for a while! When you see me Big Pimpin, like UGK I'm choppin on blades, candy-paint, Jog Grey I'm sittin on Twenty's, but I'm twenty-one I'm ridin with an AK, you still got a B-B Gun So you need to Back, Back, and gimme 50 feet Cause you ain't sellin records like Sucka-Free But hold up! You better get your own style Cause we been ridin around with straps for a while! [Chorus x2] Because we represent the 7-1-3! The type of Rappers y'all never goin be! We makin money y'all never goin see! Because we represent the 7-1-3! Houston, Texas nigga! more free lyrics |
7. _ Look At Me Now
[talking] yeah I represent Houston man ya know they say we country down here but everybody tryna ride blades everybody wanna ride candy paint ya feel me?, so I'm just keepin it trill like my nigga Bun B say, yeah ugh ugh [Lil' Flip] I came along way I went from Cutless to Benz from Benz to Jag on twenty-three inch rims from crack to macs from broke to sacks from water guns, to bee-bees, from bee-bees to gats from stamps to tatoos from home to school even though I made straight A's I still broke the rules I came along way I went from no shows, to mo'shows I went from Duck Head, to Girbaud, and Polo they all said ("Flip you need to stop rapping") and now I'm rockin 2 chains they say please stop cappin and I'm like what happened?I thought we was cool but I gotta strong line so I'm like fuck you! [Chorus rp2x] They always said I was a country boy (country boy) but now they see the rims spinnin on my candy toy (toy) They always said I was a country boy (country boy) well look at me now bitch I'm a star (star) [Lil' Flip] Well I'm a supa dupa star in a supa dupa car got 9 DVDs I'm watching the Entourage Nextel, Cellular (hello) windows tinted I payed for my ride your Benzo rinted I'm all weed scented cause I blow like Snoop and people think I'm flippin birds cause I'm rollin in a Coupe and I'm smellin like Juice wit 20 rocks on my tooth ya'll doing the Harlem Shake we raise da roof I sprayed the Coupe with ten coats of red and just because blades are choppin everybody dead and I'm like the Exorcist cause I gotta turn a head and we cant go on a date girl if you in the (?red?) cause I'll hit you in the head wit a mothafuckin pillow I'ma stay Sucka Free like my homie Big Mello (R.I.P) and thats coming straight from me and I'm still a ghetto boy like Scarface and MJB [chorus] [Lil' Flip] I aint ashamed of where I'm from baby I'm from the hood and if you ask me how I'm doin"I'ma say I'm doin good" and I wish you would pull out a gat and try to jack cause I'm a do you like a egg nigga you gettin cracked I aint ashamed of where I'm from baby I'm from the hood if people ask me how I'm doin"I'ma say I'm doin good" and I wish you would pull out a gat and try to jack cause I'm a do you like a egg nigga you gettin cracked [talking] All my ex's live in Texas haha yeah Redd in a Lexus nigga thats how we doin it Houston know what I'm saying ugh thats how I'm doing it my nigga did the track all how ass nigga cant fuck with us fuck ya'll watch out for my nigga Redd doing a show soon down in Nashville in the studio that album coming soon more free lyrics |
8. _ The Way We Ball
Heyyy, Ho (This is the way we ball) Ah ha, Houston, Texas (This is the way we ball) Ah ha (This is the way we ball) (This is the way we ball) [Chorus] And we like to floss, all my diamonds gloss I represent the dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty South (This is the way we ball) And we ridin blades, Jags and Escalades We third coast boys but we always gettin paid (This is the way we ball) And we like to floss, all my diamonds gloss I represent the dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty South (This is the way we ball) And we ridin blades, Jags and Escalades We third coast boys but we always gettin paid (This is the way we ball) [Verse One] I'm Lil' Flip, I'm back on the scene, freestyle king Brand new piece, same byzentine I'm still sippin lean, I'm still watchin "Scream" I love wearin platinum, but my favorite color's green I'm hoppin out Ferraris, my house is three stories I'm still independent cause Jive couldn't afford me The meetings were boring, for real I was snoring The VP was fine, yeah she made me kinda horny But that's another story, let's get back to the topic Right now me and Hump negotiatin to buy the Rockets We might buy the Comets - name it, I done it If you see it and want it, buy it, own it This is for my homies, Pat and DJ Screw R.I.P. dawg cause I really miss you Boy I'ma stay true, until the day I fall East coast and West coast, this is how we ball [Chorus] [Verse Two] I'm thinkin - designer clothes and fashion shows I'm thinkin - all my albums goin platinum and gold I'm thinkin - Jaguars and a Bentley Rolls I'm thinkin - bein rich before I'm 24 I'm feelin - wood grain all in my tinted truck I'm fillin - all my teeth up with princess cuts I'm fillin - jugs up, no mo empty cups I'm feelin - like I'm worth 10 million bucks And I know - I wear a watch, yo it was made from a game And I know - my rims chop like the blades on a plane And I know - yo baby mama still givin me brain And I know - that ain't platinum, that's a silvery chain And I make - nothin but hits when I step in the booth And I make - rainbows from the sun reflect on my tooth And I make - DVD's light up in my coupe I think I feel I know I make money, how bout you? [Chorus] [Verse Three] I'm swangin, about to rip the kizzerp, sippin on my syzzerp If you buy first from me then you just bought a dizzert Swangas on my whizzeel, platinum in my grizzeel Me and Doby D stay blowin on some kizzeel I'm higher than a hizzeel, mind on a mizzell Southside of H-town show me how you fizzeel Now you see we ball, now you see we rich I represent the legendary Screwed Up Click I wreck I-45, I wreck 2 Screw tapes I'm 3 wheelin, poppin trunk, goin down Fuqua So move out of my way cause I'm ridin double R MJ right behind me in a Lexus bubble car [Chorus] more free lyrics |
9. _ Tonight
ft. Seville [talking] Yeah, it's Lil' Flip, Seville KnowI'msaying, we gone do This for the girls though huh [Seville] You wanna F-L-I-P with S-E L-I-F-E, Flip with Seville tonight - [2x] [Lil' Flip] You ain't got to stereotype me because I'm a rapper Cause after every show I be on another chapter Not running to them hoes, but I'm running to my do' Cause when I make money I don't shine, I just glow If I don't work, then I don't eat So I'm not tricking cause I'm looking for the treats And if you play it right girl we could take it far How bout walking in the park, rolling in my Jaguar [Chorus: Seville] You know you got me hypnotized up, sliding them thighs up Get ready to slide up, open you wide up tonight You know you got me hypnotized up, sliding them thighs up Get ready to slide up, open you wide up tonight [Lil' Flip] I wonder if I broke both arms would you right a flow for me If a girl scratched my car would, you fight a hoe for me Go out of town and go get the dough for me If I can't buy weed, would you grow for me If I go to jail will you come and get me out If a nigga got tickets, would you go and set it off I don't know but I'ma find out, that's what I wanna know Cause I'm looking for a girl, I'm not looking for a hoe Everyday I got a show, but I don't fuck around And a nigga making money as soon as I touch the town I'm a million dollar star, with a million dollar car We could get in the jacuzzi and blow a cigar With some hash in it, six car garage with some Jags in it Nigga got a trunk, and I got ten bags in it Went to buy some Gucci and some Prada And niggas know I'm a leader Lil' Flip will never follow, holla [Chorus] [Lil' Flip] I was lying, about taking a walk in the park But girl I got some weed, where's the lighter let's spark I'll tell you bout me, you tell me about you And if you play it right I might start calling you boo Got to cook for a nigga, write a hook for a nigga If you say the law's coming, then look for a nigga Cause a nigga need a gal, who's a ride or die chick Excuse my french, I need a ride or die bitch [Seville] All I want to do is come, inside Girl tonight I wanna make you feel alright Ooh baby girl you feel so tight tonight I like, I like, I like All I want to do is come, inside Girl tonight I wanna make you feel alright Ooh baby girl you feel so tight tonight I liiiike, the waaaaaay you feel, tonight - [2x] more free lyrics |
10. _ U See It
ft. Chamillion [talking] Duke E Loud, Lil' Flip, you see what we doing You see what we driving, you see how we living You see the rims spinning, you see the platinum grill Still man in it, uh uh [Lil' Flip] I pulled up in the jag (you see it) Everybody know I got Texas cash (you see it) I'm like Juve throwing up a soldier rag (you see it) In H-Town I throw up a Clover flag (you see it) On T.V. I'm still leaning to the left (you see it) Got a deal but I didn't sign with Def (you see it) Got a deal with Sony now we richer (you see it) Look me up I'm in The Source see my picture (you see it) I got hoes just coming to my shows (you see it) I got niggas just running to my do' (you see it) You se everything we smoke is endo (you see it) It's a truck but it's made by Benzo (you see it) I'm Lil' Flip I'm in the Dirty Dirty South (you see it) I got about fifty grand in my mouth (you see it) I represent for my nigga named Screw (you see it) Some niggas claim red, some claim blue (you see it) [Chorus] Nothing less than 20 thousand on my wrist (you see it) You got cars in your yard but none like this (you see it) Candy frame, I'ma swing on twenty inch (you see it) I ain't got to tell these hoes that I'm a pimp (you see it) Be banging the Jaguar behind the ten (you see it) Hydro chronic smoking know you smell the scent (you see it) Got my heater under my Iceberg fit (you see it) I'm the shit, I got these hatas pissed you see it, you see it [Lil' Flip] You got a Cardier but it's little (you see it) Look at mine I got X's in the middle (you see it) I go to sleep on a Iceberg bed (you see it) I'm feeling smart cause I always get head (you see it) I might ride candy red, or black (you see it) If it's called a Escalade it's a Lac (you see it) If you sitting on twenties then they shine (you see it) If it ain't endo, we call it pine (you see it) Down here everybody got gold (you see it) Still flipping cause we all got hoes (you see it) Still rich cause we all got shows (you see it) Couple of friends but we all got foes (you see it) Down here Lil' Flip run the South (you see it) Owe me money there's a gun in your mouth (you see it) Want a show you better send my deposit (you see it) As far as Sucka Free camp go I got it (you see it) [Chorus] [Chamillion] Pump your breaks my rims be spinning in place (you see it) [Lil' Flip] Don't worry we ain't got bad breaks (you see it) [Chamillion] This frozen water got my gums feeling numb (you see it) [Lil' Flip] I'm like naw cause I know I got a gun (you see it) [Chamillion] Got a thug girl, a slugs hit me brain freeze (you see it) [Lil' Flip] I'm like Alicia cause we move the same keys [Chamillion] Niggas know I got more dope than Homer (you see it) [Lil' Flip] I'm getting head from your gal in the sauna (you see it) [Chamillion] My strap's sticking in my lap but never hit me (you see it) [Lil' Flip] I got some millions but I'm still on a mission (you see it) [Chamillion] A million that dot com tatted on my arm (you see it) [Lil' Flip] The Screwed Up Click written in platinum on my charm (you see it) [Bridge] I'm bending corners in that Lac, I'm gripping grain This that Dirty Dirty what we do is swang We gone ball and we gone never be ashamed Platinum versus, platinum teeth and platinum chains [Chorus] You see it - [4x] more free lyrics |
11. _ Make Mama Proud
[talking] [Lil' Flip] In elementary I used crayons, even chalk I learned to count money before I could read and talk And my mama told me son, you need to shine I couldn't stand at the back, I had to lead the line I use to make good grades, but I talked in class In middle school I was late when I walked in class I the teacher ran a aron, I taught the class And what I didn't know, I was about to ask And just because I played ball, I got easy grades And when I turned 13, I got even fades Everybody wearing Air Macs, Ree's and J's But all my parents cared about, was B's and A's In high school, I picked up my pen and pad I had dreams, of pulling up in a Benz or Jag I had to get it on my own, I couldn't depend on dad I had to grow up too fast, but then I'm glad Because the stuff I know now, I wouldn't believe it The main goals that I set, I wouldn't achieve it I'd probably be locked up, or running the streets I'd probably wouldn't have platinum, in front of my teeth I'd probably still be mocking, trying to earn a dollar I'd probably be in the hood selling sherm or powder But instead, I'm making bread legal dough Going to church and staying away from these evil hoes [Chorus - 2x] You only got one life, you better do what you can Cause when you turn thirteen, you are a man And I can't be broke so I'ma rock the crowd It's up to me, I gotta make my mama proud [Lil' Flip] There's a place called heaven and a place called hell There's a place called freedom and a place called jail And if you go to jail, they gone treat you bad Take your commissary, and beat you bad So I'm staying out of trouble, I'm chasing my dream I know you see your little boy on t.v. screens I'm blowing up, your little boy making it happen I'm not selling dope mama, I'm making it rapping So when you go to sleep at night, you know I'm safe Cause in Houston everyday somebody catching a case Like yesterday, my partner went to jail And he ain't coming home until he fifty seven He nineteen, so you do the math I got smart, man, I choose to rap So when I grow up, my kids can have a good life That's all I wrote, y'all have good night [Chorus] [ad-libs] more free lyrics |
12. _ We Ain't Scared
ft. Bizzy Bone [talking] [Chorus: Bizzy Bone - 2x] We ain't scared, especially if you come up to us And try to bust and when you think we ain't for playa hating We ain't scared, and just because we Serious, mysterious and curious [Lil' Flip] You niggas acting like hoes, wearing eachother clothes Bragging about platinum, nigga that's white gold Fake niggas talk, and real niggas hush Fake niggas run, and real niggas bust Y'all got me fucked up, I been a street nigga And when it's cold outside, I bring my heat nigga Don't beef with me nigga, cause I get down and dirty I make a call at one o'clock, you gone by one-thirty Nigga I ain't scared I pack, infrareds My enemies like batteries, half of em dead You heard what I said, I'm down with trigga play Cause all you see in convicts and killas, where I stay I know Hump, got my front and Redd, got my back I know Bizzy, got a tech and I'm coming with a mac So start riding your wheel, we coming with the steal And it's a fact, that most niggas mouth get em killed [Chorus - 2x] [Lil' Flip] I cock and spray, hit you from a block away We ain't scared, believe me we got a lot to say And if you see me in the club with a smile on my face That don't mean shit cause I got a nine on my waist So you can play Superman and get your ass paralyzed Cause when it comes to my guns, they all super-sized You better recognize we ain't Sucka Free for nothing So when I say I'ma get you, you know I ain't bluffing Cause niggas turn into hoes when you pull a gun out And if I pull a gun out, I'm trying to knock a lung off Now who the boss, nigga you already know I got a team of headbusters, where ever I go And if you got beef let me know I'm ready for war I got a semi-automatic that'll machete your car And next time you talk down, I'ma teach you a lesson So call mama, and tell her she gone need her a reverend, what [Chorus - 2x] [Bizzy Bone] Papi cholo, cops sniffing co-co, my deadly remedies Like hot topics, hit that body look like frishchami And that Bone Thugs-N-Harmony, telling everybody Hit the floor, so what in the fuck you think I came here for Warrior, ain't no other character, for the love of money yeah When I'm down in Houston, Texas niggas are gut playas Some of these niggas is dinosaurs abducted like flying saucers Niggas don't think like that, lick it down, on my alters The most of my grave suite, model mama, put em up now Daddy use to beat you deeply I stay on my tech with die-yah Tupac to Bob Marely, my six the holley Halle Berry touching my braids They ain't giving justice's name killing em black bald and all Game recognize game, fame recognize fame Niggas they hang, niggas they bang, niggas they slang Pick up your Mac 10 quickly and bring the pain One in the brain, one in the body it's an everyday thang [Chorus - 2x] [talking] more free lyrics |
13. _ The Way We Ball (Remix)
ft. Lil' Ron, Young Redd Heyyy, Ho (This is the way we ball) This ain't the regular version You know what (This is the remix y'all) Ha ha, this for Lafayette, Arkansas Alabama, Streetport, Louie Ville, Baton Rouge Austin, Corporate Christian (This is the way we ball) [Chorus - 2x] And we like to floss, all my diamonds gloss I represent the dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty South (This is the way we ball) And we riding blaze, Jags and Escalades We Third Coast born but we all sections paid (This is the way we ball) [Lil' Flip] Uh I'm Lil' Flip, I'm back on this track, I'm still pushing Lacs But this time around, H.S.E. got my back Now we got paper stacks, cause we keep making tracks My pockets like Oprah, they getting so fat (fat) Cause I can do that, you know we been balling We got Playstation 3, and four DVD's falling My engine never stalling, so I'm speeding like flash I changed my name to ATM, cause I've been having cash I've been blowing hash, I been driving Jags With Burberry paint, and now I make your gal faint When she touch my car, and if she Give head, she can't puff my 'gar But now a nigga grown, so I need grown money I don't wanna split shit, cause I need my own money Then I'ma see Johnny, and buy another chain And since I'm in a big body nigga get out my lane [Chorus - 2x] [Lil' Ron] I like this grape now, everyday we ball out This purple stuff all day, until we all out We ride black drops, sitting on twenty two's And blow dro all night, back through the afternoon I keep it coming, cause Lil' Ron's a bread winner Better remember, chain froze up like it's December Get your mind right, we playas of the decade We ride blades on Jaguars and Escalades [Young Redd] Me g, I'm riding blades well on gold We repre-sent for the South where the music's slow And this is, sipping purple and blowing hays This is, grinding and getting paid And you can keep your six hundred, give me a drop top Plus a iced out watch, the size of a shop cart This the, boy from the block wait but that ain't all This here is the remix, and Redd and Ron gone ball, y'all [Chorus - 2x] [Lil' Flip] I'm swinging, about to rip the kizzerp, sipping on my syzzerp And on the back of my throwback it say Larry Bizzerd Cause all we do is shots, all we do is drink I'm the only one who went to the prom in a mink So how you love that, or do you really hate it Or do you love the rims on my drop top Mercedes I pack a 3-80, cause I got to watch my back I'm still jamming Screw, I'm still jamming Pat I represent the South, and you know we keep it crunk We been having paper, you can ask my nigga Hump And if you ever come to my town just holla Cause Lil' Flip and Sucka Free all about they dollas [Chorus - 2x] more free lyrics |
14. _ What I Been Through
ft. Big T, Lil Ron & Young Redd [Intro] Hi, this is the Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous Today we're interviewing Lil' Flip (what's up man) So Lil' Flip tell me, how long have you been rapping (man I've been rapping ever since)... [Lil' Flip] 1995, I was in junior high I saw a lot of shit, so I was glad to be alive A lot of people died, but a lot of people here And when I turned 15, my vision got clear It's time to be a man, time to make a plan It's cool to make a hundred, but it's best to make a grand My Granny got sick, and then they found cancer We got to pay the doctors, but God got the answer The surgery went good, my Granny doing well My baby on the way so I can't go to jail And to my niggas on the block, stop selling rocks Cause I'ma tell the truth you can't outsmart the cops You see what I did, I only drop hits Chopping up game, y'all chopping up bricks And some niggas snitch, cause they can't take the heat How we gone go buy a system when the system got his beat [Young Redd] Hey, I'm from the home of the Astros, home of the Rockets Born to rap yo, with a microphone in my pocket Always thought I was grown, you couldn't tell me nothing I would talk shit if you tried to tell me something But I regret that, I had some minor setbacks Old people thought my future would be jet black All my years growing up, I thought life was a game You can't make it real far, thinking life is a game Yeah we lost a couple of friends, I almost lost my brother I don't know what would of happened if we lost eachother Everyday is something new, I just take it in stride You only got one life, so enjoy the ride Sometimes I was paid, sometimes I was broke Me and Gray started hustling but my mama didn't know But it's cool, cause now I'm into this music The man gave us a gift and we loving to use it And if you look real close you'll see That you can only be you, and I can be me Cause can't nobody ever live my life but me But you will never see what I see like me huh me [Chorus: Big T - 2x] And you don't know what I've been through So you shouldn't judge me And you don't know what I will and I won't do So you shouldn't judge me [Lil Ron] It's getting harder now I just don't understand Why the people in the world disgrace the black man All that I could say, is pray and let it be Little right and try your best not to end up like me See I was the nigga that slang dope and steal cars Glad I stopped before it led behind bars Heart aches and scars, help me feel my way Understand today I got a decision to make Now do I wanna live right or continue going wrong I'm never at home this music keep a nigga gone But this is what gets me, who are you to judge Cause I'm young and black, people still hold a grudge Just a nudge right now'd push me over the end When I was 14 I lost a very close friend And ever since then my life ain't been the same That's the biggest reason why I had to make a change [Lil' Flip] Never judge a book by it's cover, a man by his wealth And if you already on your feet why don't you help somebody else This what I was taught, so that's what I live by Cause you can't take none of this shit with you when you die So everyday I try, to keep my head high But these bird ass niggas always jump fly Should I take em out the game, naw I'ma use my brain I'ma kill em with kindness, and blow up my name I came from nothing, and now I got a little change A nigga happy now but I went through some pain And everyday it rain, there's gone be some sunshine I never thought I could put my whole life in one rhyme [Chorus - 2x] more free lyrics |
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