Lil' Flip

[fox69]

"We Ain't Scared"
(feat. Bizzy Bone)

"We Ain't Scared"
(feat. 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 aint gon' care
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]

 

[fox69]

"We Ain't Scared (Remix)"
(feat. Yung Redd)

"We Ain't Scared (Remix)"
(feat. Yung Redd)



[talking]
Yeah, Lil' Flip, I'm one deep this time
We ain't scared man, how many times I gotta
Tell you niggas 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 nigga, 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 nigga, I need ten grand nigga
If you want my verse, put it in my hand nigga
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 nigga, 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 nigga, can't be a dumb nigga
I'm so thoed I got game nigga, I can fuck a nun nigga
I'm Lil' Flip, and the game is perfected
I'm the referee, your ass 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 niggas 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
Niggas use to break dance, and pop lock
Now we play hop scotch, but if you play with my money
My nigga, I come and spray or pop blocks
Break niggas take niggas, look for the fake niggas
Step on it so fast, he a cake nigga
A weak nigga, a freak nigga
I got them books, you can call me a geek nigga
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 nigga
Cause if I don't work, then I don't eat
Yeah I graduate, sometimes a nigga had to cheat
I cheated on my hoes, cheated on my tests
But I'm the pimp nigga, I must confess
So pay attention, when I spit my rhymes
Cause Lil' Flip, I'm always shining
Always grinding, time I was telling
Nigga my pockets swelling

[Yung Redd]
They wanna see something new, well nigga stay tuned
I cruise through, in a all blue H2
Them rims big, so I'm sitting on them shag 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
Pass the swisha, I'm with my nigga Flippa
My truck sit higher than heels, on a stripper
You got a heater, better keep it with you
It's fucked up, blind niggas 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 niggas
Know I'm saying, everybody
Off the dome, off the brain
I'm all known like a pen to the pad nigga, yea

 

[fox69]

"We Blow Endo"

"We Blow Endo"


uh-Huh heh-huh
Lil Flipper da Leprachun ak da Freestyle King
Sucka Free, Fuckin wit dat Ron-C on dat Dodo tshhh
Nigga ya'll blowin bull shit, Endo nigga dats what we blow

We blow endo, I might be on Jay Leno
They be like Flip can you listen to my demo?
I say nah nigga I got shows to do
After the Concert I got ho's to screw
If I'm on stage I don't want to be close to you
I got money nigga I ain't gonna boast to you
What I'm supposed to do is keep rappin
Some niggas got gold in they mouth
I got Platnium, I ain't Cappin
What Happened? I done blew up to quick
I'm Lil' Flip the Freestyle King of the Screwed Up Click
I represent, I get head
Ride Blue, Ride Black, I Ride Red
Fuck-a Fed, I shake heads when I'm in the Club
Ball out of control, I got endo dub Sacks
How you love dat?
I ain't the Hot boys
but you might see me in a Drop Top Boy
I wear Rolex, I got Baggets, Princess Cuts
If I'm in the club you'll see me pimpin Sluts
Dats what I do, nigga all the time
Get ro-tation on 97 point 9, dats the box
Nigga got a TV sitcom on Fox
Used to be on blocks slangin rocks
Now I'm changin Dots, In my Drop Top Prowler
Goto court throw away the case I got a Prowler
A Caller, nigga Caller I.D., I balla I be
She wanna fuck? I'm gonna caller and see
Take dat ho to Motel 6 and goto Tweeties
Pour a deuce in a can, Sold a four in Tahati
Now I'm leanin, nigga I'm in a green Beamer
Super Duper fly like I'm Missy Mesdemeanor
I'm Lil Flip, nigga I know you know me
Baggets in 30 corners all on my Role(x)
You might see me, In an Expedition
With a sign on da back that says lets go fishin
I'm a balla, nigga I told you that, If I ain't ridin green
then I'm rollin lac, I'm from the Clover, I'm a Soldier
I write rhymes in my folder, Hell ya I got more crystals then Foldgers
Dats coffee, Ho's wanna toss me, get off me
Cuz I be ballin out of control, Ho's they stalk me
From your Walkie, My Nextel, Inhale, Exhale
Half of my niggaz locked up in jail
But I'm still on da block puttin it down
Nigga when I smile, bling, Platnium puttin- you got a frown
You be mad, Cuz you see me in a Drop Top Jag
50 G's for a car is not that bad, I can Do that
If its to fast I can screw that
Get the brand new Drop, Royal Blue dat
Now I'm Cruisin, Nigga-Niggaz I be bruisin
Gettin all them mad, Cuz at the club I be Choosin
I like Yellow Bones, Talk on Prime Co Telephones
Got Ho's from Hirame Clark to Yellow Stone
I'm in Homestead Chillin with the real niggaz
We wearin Platnium Fubu, ya'll still wear Fil-Hil-Figer
I almost fucked up but nigga I'm the King
I can freestyle all night untill the door bell ring
And all I do is ride on chrome, and all I got is DVDz inside my home
I got a Jacooze, I might watch Scary Movie
Hell ya I get head from yo mamma every Tuesday
This Lil' Flip, I bet you know that, Show that
Hell ya you owe me some money, nigga you owe that
So pay me, The Radio gonna play me
Look at my yard I got more toys then Kay Bee
Who I am? da Leprachun Freestyle King
Change da color of my teeth and my Bezeltine
Now I'm Platnium, nigga got a nigga name Crime
Open up my mouth, my piece shine, but Jhonny got me blindin
Got me just parallel park
When I open up my mouth it farwell to the dark
I sip drank, Flip tanks, Sip Eights
Ya'll ho's in Worthin, Sterlin, and Yates
and when I pick'em up, nigga I'm gonna take'em to the room
Nigga I'm gonna be the witch and you can ride my broom
Then you gone, I freestyle, I'm off da dome
I got all satellites on the top of my home
I get gone in my zone nigga, I'm in a Bently
Niggaz mad they got Guess glasses, I'm wearin Fently in S-Classes
Jumpin out, nigga the King
Fuck ya'll nigga I'm jumpin out Limosuine

Nigga Lil' Flip, heh-huh Sucka Free, Swisha House Nigga
We over here too nigga, We puttin it down Nigga
The North and the South Nigga,
How you do it, We Gettin our roll on
Dat was freestyle nigga, I'm just bullshitin,
heh-huh I'm higher than a bitch

 

[fox69]

"We Go Make It Out Da Hood"
(feat. Big Shasta)

"We Go Make It Out Da Hood"
(feat. Big Shasta)



[Chorus: Big Shasta - 2x]
All my niggas on lock keep ya head up
My niggas on the block get ya bread up, I'ma get this cheddar
(Hey!) We go make it out the hood mayne
(Hey!) We go make it out the hood mayne

[Lil' Flip]
Yeah I made it out the hood but I still go back
To check on my fam and buy my love bro throwbacks
I came a long way, it ain't my fault you went the wrong way
And listen up I'm grown nigga, I don't play
I got show money (yeah), plus liquor money (yeah)
After I get off stage I got picture money
These rap cats ain't stickin to the G-code
You thing you fly cause you got a few free-throws
I know squares that cook O's, you damn right
And if you want it, you gotta pay the damn price
I do this for the dope boys with them AK's
I'm a fly yellow nigga like Kay-Kay

[Chorus - 2x]

[Lil' Flip]
Ay, you ain't gotta be fake I know y'all don't like me
Cause when I got shot up, y'all ain't right me
You got a chip on your shoulder, I got a clip in my holster
The difference between us, is I'm focused
Nowadays e'rybody wanna talk about me
But you know you can't mention the South without me
Record labels came, and record labels went
Pay attention to your checks, watch the money you spend
Your kids dirty, but you ride around in a Benz
Everyday at Pappadeux, trickin ya ends
It ain't the color of our skin, that hold us back
It's a fact, niggas don't know how to act
A few niggas get paid e'rybody want a piece
Shit start goin wrong e'rybody wanna leave
Record sales low e'rybody wanna beef
(No matter where I go) I keep it H double O-D

[Chorus - 2x]

[Lil' Flip]
Ay, all my niggas makin forty-five hunnid a week
We overseas blowin trees, yeah it's somethin to see
You'll never hear me say "I don't need the hood"
All my niggas gettin fat cause I feed the hood
It ain't my fault y'all niggas don't leave the hood
I did everything y'all ain't believe I could
Huh, you not ahead of me, I got longevity
I'm tryin to leave my lil' boy, a legacy
I got the recipe, you wanna make a hit
You not impressin me, talkin bout bricks
I made it out the hood, and I'm still thuggin
Accepted by Hollywood, and I'm still hustlin
And that's a goddamn shame right?
Oh well, I'm tryin to get my change right
And you'll survive, if you play the game right
I fly G-5's I ain't gotta change flights

[Chorus - 2x]

 

[fox69]

"We Gone Lean Tonite"
(feat. Slim Thug)

"We Gone Lean Tonite"
(feat. Slim Thug)



[Slim Thug: talking over Chorus]
one for the money
two for the hoes
three is for the niggaz comin down on 4's
Slim Thugga, Lil'Flip
you know we gone lean tonite
none stop collabo
they said we can do dat you godamn right
Boss Hawg Sucka Free [repeats]
puttin it down baby
gettin this money, A-Town to H-Town

[Lil' Flip]
Now me I'm in the back of the club
I'm about 5 deep and I'm smoking them drugs
I'm gettin a buzz everybody shakin they ass
I'm like damn you need to be making ya cash
look at my Jag, look at my Benz, look at my niggas
look at my men, matter of fact platinum look at my grin
I'm iced out everybody lookin like who?
is the fuck that nigga is he really down wit Screw?
It's true I represent the south
I bought the car, I bought the house
and I'm like a dentist love to floss
damn a nigga did it again I left the club wit 25 hoes
they can't fit in the Benz
I pick up the phone I call my dogg bring the Jag
we bout to fuck thirty-hoes at the pad
and after he fuck, you can fuck, and you can fuck
and if she on her period guess what?, she can suck

[Chorus x2: Slim Thug]
ones for the money
two for the hoes
threes for the niggaz comin down on 4's
you know we gone lean tonite
they said we can do dat you godamn right

[Lil' Flip]
Ain't no love for none of these hoes
so when I do these shows I never run to these hoes
I laugh like I'm just sitting at a comedy show
I'm like damn I knew the summer was gonna be cold
I pull up my watch jump out my drop check the time
check my diamonds you know I shine
I sit on recline I sip on my wine
I'm doin fine never wear Calvin Klein
I payed for mine, had to grind, had to shine
and if I went to Papadroux's I had to dine
had to grind like Baby & Slim (wwwoowwwwww!)
and I'm a Juvenile sittin on big ole rims
got big ole gems and everybody taking the bus ride
look at my Cartier diamonds crushed out
I must drop another double cd bitch I'm a super star
I know you love to be me

[chorus]

[Slim Thug]
When Slim step up in the club hoes push & shove
tryna get a lil love from the number one thug
I pull up on dubs in a Hummer H2
I'm a shiner niggaz can't do what I do
young boss with big bucks
pushin big trucks, fuckin star sluts
fillin barre cups that purple stuff
gotta nigga on lean pourin up codiene
I'm a drink fiend
I got the top dropped from H-town it don't stop
bout to hit the Sixth street tryna find some bop's
trunk popped glock cocked on the safety
and I keep the strap at all times cause alotta niggaz hate me
but they can't fade me, H-town made me
bitches wanna break me wanna have my baby
I still bust on backs and bellys
and the boss still wrecking on tracks for fetti

[Chorus: repeat until end]

 

[fox69]

"We Got It"

"We Got It"


Whoooaaaaa
I'm the streets
What you know 'bout it?
We got what you need man

[Hook:]
You want that cocaine?
We got it
You want that heroin?
We got it
Cause I'm a thug
T-H-U-G
Cause I'm a thug
T-H-U-G
Look I'm a thug
T-H-U-G
I said all of the above

[Verse:]
I'm spectacular, I bite your neck like dracula
I'm flippin' in my Acura
Cause Flip still a bachelor
I'm smokin' on tarantula
Flip a key just like the spatula
Got a bitch by the name of Pamela
With a cousin named Tamara
She posin' for my camera
Cause she know a nigga a star
She know I'm the type to buy the club
Nigga fuck tryin' to buy the fuckin' bar
That's who we are, aye
In the streets niggas act like they your friend but them nigga is your enemy
They just come around to smoke your weed and drink your hennesy (I ain't no hoe)
I ain't never been a nigga that would run from a muthafuckin' fight
I'm the nigga that run to the fight
I'm the nigga with the muthafuckin' calico cocked with a light
One to the head, one to the back
Kill a nigga just like that over one stack
Cause my niggas gangstas ya niggas wankstas and we'll kill 'em, thank you
I don't give a damn 'bout you or ya muthafuckin' crew
Tell me what you what the fuck you wanna do
If the nigga wanna box we'll box
After that we box and put ya niggas in a muthafuckin' box
I been callin' the shots
A lot of niggas get in the game and get a lil' fame
Sell a couple of ringtones think they bosses
Tell a nigga to come to my hood and my niggas take they crosses
Whatyouknow 'bout comin' up in the hood sellin' keys tryin' to get out
Whatyouknow 'bout try to rob another nigga just come it's a muthafuckin' drop
Yeah nigga I live it, yeah nigga whatever I say is real
I don't just make words rhyme
Muthafucka I was really sellin' that
Really sellin' them nine's, sellin' them blocks, sellin' them k's
Gotta get the block, gotta move a mill, gotta move 'em out
Gotta watch out for the muthafuckin' cops
Undercovers will get ya, put ya behind a cell like in jail can't get no mail
Gotta put ya bitch on the ground
But she can't watch the muthafuckin' trap all the time (damn)
So what you gon' do hustler? You a king pin
How much cocaine nigga you bring in?
I hear ya records and ya records sound real nice
Except I'm not you nigga, I don't write
I'm on some other shit, some shit you ain't known
I spit metaphors, I spit homophones
Embedded chromosomes, check my DNA
I'm always winnin' first place in a relay
I'm a marathon runner, nigga you a sprinter
I'm a green label Bentley dropper you a rental
I'm a sinner, I sin again but I repented
Sin after I do it, cause I went through it
I'm true to it, the streets, fuck the beef
Cause if I'm still walkin' around nigga it ain't no beef
Go to police, but nigga they can't help ya
Cause just like some muthafuckin' wax the K will melt ya
Put ya kids in a shelter cause daddy was a dickhead
All you had to do was come on time with Lil' Flip's bread
But when these niggas play with me, I don't lose my temper
I use my pistol, then spit on instrumentals
It's critical, I'm the type of nigga that'll get at you
Get rid of you, hell yeah nigga now you miserable
Will kill 'til you lose, he don't pay no dues
If you play by the rules, homeboy them keys will get move
But if you hate on a nigga like me cause a nigga like me I got respect
Cause a nigga like me in a G-5 jet, hand on my muthafuckin' 'tec
Reppin' my set, Cloverland
Ain't no holdin' hands cause I'm a muthafuckin' pimp
Still eat shrimp, still get head from ya bitch on the first attempt
Never been a wimp, always been a fighter
Gimme the lighter cause I got the fire
These hoe ass producers in the game never wanna sign work for hires
Grab the plyers, got pullin' they teeth
Grab the plyers, got pullin' they piece
Gotta let a nigga know don't play with Flip, cause he a muthafuckin' don fo' sure
Oh no you ain't know hoe, I got niggas in 3rd Ward that'll put a pistol to ya
I got niggas in Iraq that'll send a missile to ya
Real ass nigga I'm a trill ass nigga don't play no games with lames
Got a whole bunch of money got a whole bunch of change I can put a lil' on ya brain
For a stack, I can get ya whacked
For two I can get two
For three I can get the whole family we'll spray at ya randomly
It's a casualty, yeah nigga don't battle me
Cause a nigga gettin' money like Master P
I rather be livin' so lavishly, I got ya bitch home back with me
On my jet ski, Wayne Gretzky say he got ice
Lil' Flip got a whole bunch of ice, got a whole bunch of Nikes
Got a whole bunch of hoes yeah a whole bunch of dykes nigga you can get one
Gimme a g, gimme a beat, I'll show ya how to have some fun
I'll show ya how to bust a gun, I'll show ya how to turn from a soldier to a don
Don Ron these niggas hate us, they hate to congratulate
These niggas get behind ya and hate, well they rather late
Cause my success has been happening for 12 years
Almost 13, close the curtains
I'm in that Maybach, that shit ya always see
That shit ya never had, I'm in there blowin' weed
It came with a refrigerator, I'm watchin' "The Terminator"
That nigga the governor, haaaa, nigga I'm lovin' the
Hustle the way that I grind, I can get on any plane
I can spit a freestyle and leave it on any grain
Anybody complains that means they ain't a grinder
You can put up your rolex my breitling watch it blind ya
25 karats on my muthafuckin' grill
Yes I pay the cost to be the boss
You see the cross, nigga it's all frost
Where you been nigga? I'm number 1
Cloverland southside of H-Town that's where I'm comin' from
Still pack my 'tomic gun, still packin' the calico
Still go to war for my niggas just like we at the Alamo, ploooww!
Hit the ground you see me bussin'
Nigga cause when I'm comin' repercussions ain't nothin'
I, empty the drum
I'll, empty in one
2 to his face, murder was the case
Leave the cops on the high speed chase, I'm a getaway
Cause I got 'Diplomatic Immunity' just like Jim and Cam', and Juelz
Oh yeah you see my je-wels? Haha
I made the song 'Spinners'
So I, got to ride the ride on chrome spinners
Play with me now, cause I got the fuckin' cake with me now
Yessir, the baddest bitches say they wanna stay for me now
But pray for me now, I'm hustlin' on the edge
One slip, and I can get caught up by the feds
For one flip, I can get make a whole lotta bread
I ridin' for Gudda and the Dream Team until I'm dead

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"What I Been Through"
(feat. Big T, Lil Ron & Young Redd)

"What I Been Through"
(feat. 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'm gonna 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 a rapper 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 each other
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
Live 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'm gonna use my brain
I'm gonna 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 everytime it rain, there's gone be some sunshine
I never thought I could put my whole life in one rhyme

[Chorus - 2x]

 

[fox69]

"What It Do"
(feat. Mannie Fresh)

"What It Do"
(feat. Mannie Fresh)



[Mannie Fresh]
Yo red necks, coloreds, asians, africans, euthopians
whatever you is-it's ya boy Freshly Snipes ya heard
with Young Flip and I call this one....

[Chorus: Mannie (Lil' Flip)]
(Now what it do)
Yeah nigga got too much loot
(Now what it do)
Yeah baby push the GT Coupe
(Now what it do)
Yeah nigga showin platinum tooth's
Aye play with me homey let the ego shoot
(Now what it do)
Yeah baby Young Flipper is back (I'm back!)
(Now what it do)
Yeah nigga candy Cadillacs
(Now what it do)
Pump your backs it's just too much glass
I still rep Cloverland-Know what is y'all sayin?

[Verse 1: Lil' Flip]
You know ya baby mama wanna ride with a G
cause she shakin her ass to this Mannie Fresh beat
I'm fly as a muhfucker-high as a muhfucker
4 rolled diamond chain, iced out belt buckle
Aye and I'm still on the grind
I own 10 watches but I'm never on time
I show up late-cause I blow up weight
you doin shows down here but you can't go upstate
now what it do I'm tryna leave with you and you
I'm twenty-deep, I ain't trippin bring ya crew
I got my heat you packin little 22's
we Clover G's the home of lean and Dj Screw

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Lil' Flip]
Aye I got the big home, the whip chrome
the king back you can't take my throne (hell naw)
I been chillin on the low gettin dough fuh sho
run up on me thirty shots (blat-blat) but I'm lettin e'm go
you can't fuck with my team I'm just lettin you know
if it cost five-hundred that's regular dro
cops pull a nigga over cause they jealous of my car
my OZ's twelve-hundred you can smell it through the jar
grab a sweet roll it up (coughing) get the drank pour it up
and no you can't come with me if you ain't old enough
you know that Desert Eagle come with a holster
but my GT ain't come with a showfer (Damn!)

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Lil' Flip]
Aye the dope boy say I'm shinin'boy
but that shit came from grindin boy
yellow diamonds every where like I stuck up Johnny
dogg I heard ya paper low I got that stuck up money
shut the fuck up dummy you ain't hard as us
I went to France and found out you ain't large as us
I get paid just to come to the club and chill
I let ya chick braid my hair-plus she love my grill
fuck a house on a hill, cause my shit by the lake
I'm like Jigga I can do this in one-take
we got wieght, we got dro, we got all the guns
ask about Lil' Flip you know where I'm from

[Chorus]

[Lil' Flip]
Yeah aye that's how we do it man
y'all niggaz need to step ya game up man
Clover G's in the motherfuckin building
dogg BG Duke in the building, D-Redd in the building
Will-Lean the chemist in the building
the black Al Capone in the building
UA Deal in the building, Mid West in the motherfuckin building
and we doin it so, so motherfuckin big
Big Shasta in the building, M Dollar in the building
we gettin money nigga and when you see me in the streets say "what it do"
and don't call me Flip no motherfuckin more call me Flipperachi...
Hahaha and we out!

 

[fox69]

"What Ya'll Wanna Do"

"What Ya'll Wanna Do"


I rhyme at school, I rhyme in tha club
I got mo cheese than a rat, want some?
My game so deep
Like 20,000 sumthin' leagues
Up under tha sea, but I be on tha streets
Hustlin wit speed, last of a dyin breed
Niggaz know my magic, I got tricks up my sleeve
Look at how I spit, look at how I flow
Bet if I fucked up, that I wouldn't hit tha floe
Case ya'll ain't know
I ride wit guns an' clips
N got some wise words/ that'll be told like myths
Givin tha game whiffs
On they shirt it might stain
My words overflowin, like you caught in heavy rain
Tempo goes/ cornas covered up in snow
Bitch niggaz don't know how it work from tha stove
Cop it cook it chop it
What ya'll wanna do
This that hot shit that ya'll need ta tune to

What ya'll wanna do, what ya'll gotta say?
(Fuck that screw down hea', okay)
How you niggaz actin, how you niggaz roll?
(Fuck that nigga, southside still on)

What ya'll wanna do, what ya'll gotta say?
(Fuck that screw down hea', okay)
How you niggaz actin, how you niggaz roll?
(Fuck that nigga, southside still on)

I'm lettin glocks dispearse
Ta some niggaz I am tha worse
This tha second verse
Like tuts tomb I'll leave ya cursed
Rock niggaz like babys they be fast asleep
I got heat 'specially knowin that tha talk is cheap
But mine cost a whole lot
Of them dollaz an' riches
I keep a hot glock leavin victims wit stitches
They in obituaries identified by they pictures
Can't be no dj if he ain't scratchin wit' mixers
My rhymes cappable of bein bought by tha latest
My clique is on tha verge of bein considered tha greatest
We like ta show off so them hatas gon hate us
While sippin stonewall in tha club I git lazy
Gittin picked up bankers we leavin sticked up
Stats leave ya ripped up
Talk shit then step up
Niggaz betta rep(what) they claim
I'm a head of tha game
'Cause they call me beretta 'cause I'm sprayin ya brain

 

[fox69]

"What's My Name"

"What's My Name"


[Chorus: Lil' Flip]
(They call him Lil' Flip)
who was the one that had ya'll leanin to the left?
(They call him Lil' Flip)
who got the hottest rap album on the shelf?
(They call him Lil' Flip)
who went platinum with one video?
(They call him Lil' Flip)
who smokin dro in every state he go?
(They call him Lil' Flip)
who made the world say 'I can do dat'?
(They call him Lil' Flip)
I'm ridin spinners on my Cadillac
(They call him Lil' Flip)
who got everybody wearin yellow diamonds?
(They call him Lil' Flip)
I ain't Baby but you know I'm big tymin'

[Verse 1: Lil' Flip]
Me and Greg Street ridin'in a red Jeep
we doing one-fifty nigga I bet you can't catch me
you gon' respect me-my glock nine protect me
I'm the one on 'How I'm Livin' with the candy Jetski
elevators in my crib, Burberry in my car
fire dro' by the jar, burn rubber on the tar
I like to show off-I use to be the class clown
but my teacher always said "Flip sit you're ass down"
"or you can leave the class now" so I left and got paid
but don't get it twisted I made straight A's
but school didn't pay so I started to rap
'Cause I wanna ride rims, I don't want no hub-caps
so I picked up my pen but I really don't need it
if I ain't in the magazine then I really want read it
I can't be defeated cause I'm workin too hard
"oh my gosh, that boy rims still spinnin on his car"

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Lil' Flip]
I get respect on the East, I get respect on the West
got plenty jewels on my neck, got 22's on my Lex
I'm 22 years old with 22 bad hoes
cause real playas get chose if you don't know, now ya know
you know I got crazy flow, and I make crazy dough
'Cause whenever I'm shoppin I make e'm close down the sto' (store)
you know we ballin for real nigga I'm tellin the truth
so if I ever go broke, sorry I'm sellin the Coupe
but that ain't gonna happen-cause I'm a keep on rappin
and if I keep on grindin, I'm a keep goin platinum
so people think I'm cappin but I'm just livin my life
'Cause I married the streets dogg and that's my wife

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Lil' Flip]
So that's me and everything gotta feed
I should be payin'rent cause I live on BET (They call him Lil' Flip)
yep, yep that's my other nickname
(Daaaaammmnnn!) Yep that's my other big chain (They call him Lil' Flip)
I'm in the Hummer you ain't ready for my whip game
rims so big my adapters won't fit mayne
look at my kicks mayne all of e'm custom
I gotta make it cause I can't go back to hustlin'
I'm focused man with no distractions
I'm multiplying money nigga, no subtraction
just relaxing and livin'it up
nigga you ain't no pimp so give me that cup

[Chorus: Lil' Flip]