Lil' Flip

[fox69]

"Let My Hair Blow"
(feat. Lil' Ron)

"Let My Hair Blow"
(feat. Lil' Ron)



[talking]
Yeah fa sho (whoa), it's Lil' Rizzie Rizzie Ron
(you ain't know) I'ma let my hair blizzie blizzie blow
(blizzie blizzie blow) nigga, uh yeah uh, what

[Hook]
I let my drop top down, to let my hair blow
No time for playing around, I gotta have dough
I love green, boss paper and leaves
Addicted to making g's, my nigga that's just me

[Lil' Ron]
It's sunny outside, pull a drop out on Sunday
My car model chrome, while it's going down the one way
You push them Hundai's, but I'm in a old school classic
And when I cruise the city, dog I hold up the traffic
Now there you have it, I build my status
When you start choking that blunt, please pass it
Hundreds I'm flashing, so you can know that I'm not broke
You maybe got a little change, but I got a lot mo'
And I'm dressed in Gucci, plus I'm rocking ice
And what I paid for my chain, I could of bought your life
I keep my shit tight, best believe I'm on no
And that drank, got a nigga moving in slow mo'
I might approach your gal, and make her drop her panties
When I get through, I'm on the first flight to Miami
I know you can't stand me, but I don't give a damn
And I always remember, Lil' Ron is who the fuck I am

[Hook x2]

[Lil' Ron]
It's all gravy baby, in a gray Mercedes
Hollin' at your lady, trust me I do that daily
See I'm keeping it gangsta, and I'm quick to shank you
Plus the Franklin's in my pockets, got my shorts to my ankles
No thank you, cause Lil' Ron don't deal with marks
I'd rather chill up in my mansion, and get endo sparked
I press a button and start, the 6-4 Cheve
My tires mad at my rims, they say they too heavy
I'm bout my feddy, please recognize and realize
I'm 5'2, but my main bitch, 6'5
With green eyes, and some thick yellow thighs
And everywhere she go, you know she gotta stay fly
But me dog, I'm a fool with it
You get a check for two hundred, and you cool with it
See I need five digits, I'm addicted to g's
Love that green paper, and them sticky green leaves
Know what I mean

[Hook x2]

[Verse 3]
Now I might hit the park, rolling in a Benzo
Can't see me cause I'm in a solo
Lil' Ron blowing hydro endo smoke
Pockets sitting fatter than fat Albert, cause we gotta have it
Hey Hey Hey, Hey Hey nigga we bout it
Bout making money, bout flipping honeys
Bout making sure, or life grow something
See the girls in the club, make 'em twerk something
Still a thug with em, I'ma have to hurt something

[talking]
Ha ha (huh), that's how we do it
We laying all you fake bustas down
Feel me, feel me

 

[fox69]

"Like A Pimp G Mix"
(feat. Will Lean)

"Like A Pimp G Mix"
(feat. Will Lean)



Clover G's, bitch nigga
We make them girls get down on the floor
We make them girls get down on the floor
Like a pimp, yeh, yeh

[Lil' Flip]
As I walk in the do' I'm watchin' hoes on the flo'
Niggaz dressed in fake throwbacks trickin' all they dough
Me, I'm a pimp I ain't payin' for no ass
I rather be, in the Clover tryna count cash
I got alotta hoes, and they carry all my weed
You give that hoe yo money and she bring it straight to me
Got a bigger pimp cup, got a bigger Escalade
You know how we do that shit it gotta be a better way
Run the rap game used to run a crap game
Niggaz can't even go low ain't that a damn shame
I blew up in a couple of years
Got drunk wid a couple of beers
Sold crack wid a couple of peers
I'm the king of the year

[Will Lean]
I make them sluts lick down on my pole
You can take a hoe of the streets but not a hoe, out a hoe
Will Lean yeh I know, and I'm all about my dough
I'm on the block everyday and I'm pushin' that snow
On the road nigga pimpin' these bitches
Niggaz hittin' switches leavin' jackers up in ditches
I'm givin' niggaz stitches if they fuckin' wid my dough
It's the Chemist (and Lil' Flip and we don't love them hoes)
Cause nigga I'm a pimp so hoe bring me my green
Fore I slap yo ass bitch wid my iced out pinky ring

[Hook]
We make them drops squat low on the flo'
We make them drops squat low on the flo'
Like a pimp, like a pimp
We make them girls get down on the flo'
Here we go

[Lil' Flip]
Now don't you hate them old, lyin' ass niggaz
Actin' like they all gangsta
You ain't rollin' wid no triggas
That's why you ain't got no figgas
That's why you ain't got no deal
You playin' with the wrong nigga
but you ain't got no skill

[Will Lean]
Yeh for real grab the K's and kill
I got that four, fifth steel and I sprays at will
You lil bitch bust ya head, like I'm poppin' a pill
Take you out, with the chopper on top of the hill

[Lil' Flip]
We make 'em, swallow the nut so, follow the Benz
You can, call all your friends tell 'em to, swallow my friends
We can, do this again when I, come to your town
But when you see me at a show bitch don't hunt me down
When I come around I want that dro I want yo hoes
I do that show, this year, I ain't doin' no more promos

[Outro]
Haha, yeh Lil' Flipper nigga
You know Clover G's nigga
Will Lean the Chemist, Will like a pimp
I got a bigger pimp cup now
David Banner go get that nigga album nigga
you know how we do it nigga, yeh yeh yeh
Play and Skillz, check out them niggaz
Oh yeh my album comin' too you gotta feel me

 

[fox69]

"Lil' Flip Vs. Paul Wall"
(feat. Paul Wall)

"Lil' Flip Vs. Paul Wall"
(feat. Paul Wall)



[Lil' Flip]
When I met you last night you dumb hoe
all you wanted to do is get a room and smoke my dro, oh no
but when I put my hand on your ass
you said that you was wearin a pad
I got mad then I kicked ya out the room
I said you dumb hoe you go pay the bill by noon
ima go to the club and find me a hoe
call the office book me a show
mo money mo money thats what I need
I got drank and I love to smoke my weed
yes indeed I speed when I'm in my car
Cause everybody know Lil' Flip a superstar
and I don't give a damn who ya are
or where your from
ya come to my city
bring ya gun

[Paul Wall]
If I spill gurilla milk on my clothes I can do that
guess whos back in a blue lac
yeah you know whos that
I'm like Shaq
Cause my car got shoes thats fat
and the speakers hittin so hard
they'll bruise ya back
It's paul wall but alot of people might not know
been in the game all my life its just my first year pro
and I'm the leading scorer
I leave mics poorer
Cause I leave 'em broke
everytime I rap its horror
I'm cold but I'm not just refering to my ice
I went to Brooklyn and they told yo kid you nice
man I'm cold but don't make me say that twice
wreckin on this here mic is my life is you with that
when I recline I sit back
Let's get this money out here
Lil' Flip is you with that

[Lil' Flip]
Yeah I'm with that
and don't you forget that
so brake me off a piece just like a kit kat
I want my piece of my pie
Cause if I die
I can say at least I try
alot of niggaz don't wanna work
and when they look in the mirror
and wonder why they pockets hurt
Cause they broke
and wanna buy clothes and cars
in the hood they just a neighborhood star
actin like they got money when they dont
actin like they pay they bills when they wont
actin like they know how to make this cash
man I know how to make it fast
make sure I do what I do
break bread with my crew
go to sleep by two
wake up and I do the sane thang
I'm still the same nigga
weather I wear the same chain
or I push a range rover
as long as when I come out
my shit change over
to a million and one
I'm lil flip
nigga I'm like Nas
I'm a godson

[Paul Wall]
Whos next
better yet who got plex
you need a strack of wet
and a pack of ciggarettes
to test what I profess
Cause right now I'm the best
Cause chamillionaire ain't here
and lil flip just left
oh well
go tell
o'gal
meet me at the hotel
the ice up in my mouth
got my mind in a cold spell
I'm cold
but it ain't because of the weather
I shoulda brought a sweater
everytime I rap I get better
I'm stackin my cheddar
my car got candy gloss
I got a color changin lincoln
on randy moss
I got 84 swangers up under the fender
choppin game like a blender
return to sender
It's paul wall

 

[fox69]

"Look At Me Now"

"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

 

[fox69]

"Main Bitch Look Shitty"

"Main Bitch Look Shitty"


[Lil' Flip talking]
haha, that's what the fuck I'm talkin bout
man turn the mic up just a little bit
yeah, yeah this that real shit man
this that shit niggas wanna hear
this the shit these streets like
alotta of ya'll niggas marryin ugly ass hoodrats
man, ugly main bitch look shitty ya feel me
yo main bitch look shitty!, yo main bitch look shitty!

[Lil' Flip]
I got hoes nigga you know that
got these bitches posin for the kodak (cheese)
I'm Lil' Flip and you know where I'm from
Da freestyle King and the fuckin Leprechaun (Cloverland)
and we can box if you niggas wanna box
we movin rocks cause we roll with them glocks
I'm like Pac I'm finna hit them niggas up
got a tec-nine I'm finna lift them niggas up (not playin)
and I'm lookin at they hoes
you need to go by yo main hoe some clothes
cause the bitch is a hoodrat
you ain't know nigga I'm good black wit a million in the bank
a whole cup of drank
I'm doing this nigga I'm hard in the paint
whether its basketball or rappin (rappin)
if you gonna hear the new single that bitch called "I'm Cappin"
well lets talk about these nasty ass hoes (nasty ass hoes)
steppin out in some nasty ass clothes
I suppose you niggas ain't a pimp
and you trickin to a hoe you a mothafuckin simp

[Chorus]
It's the place where niggas love to ball
20 inches that's the way we love to crawl
but yo main bitch look shitty
yo main bitch look shitty
and my niggas we about that cash
you play wit us we gon' bust that ass
but yo main bitch look shitty
yo main bitch look shitty
and you see the chrome 20's spinnin

[Lil' Flip]
I know ya'll know I just got a deal
I know ya'll know I gotta keep it trill
I know ya'll know I' m a stay Sucka Free
I know ya'll know that ya'll cant fuck wit me
I know ya'll know I got platinum in my mouth
I know ya'll know I'm just rapping at my house
I know ya'll know that we gotta studio
and I know ya'll rappers act like hoes
I like to fuck with the niggas who real (fa real)
I like to fuck wit niggas who pack steel
I ain't trippin and I ain't slippin
the reason that I'm up right now cause I ain't slippin
but after I rap I'm a go smoke
they called Dayton's and I got 100 spokes
I'm wearin shades and I bought a Honda Los'
but while I rap I'm also runnin dope
I get on the interstate with my dough
you think I'm a get caught but now I'm sayin no!
and ya'll niggas go to jail and you snitch
and you uglier then ya mothafuckin bitch
and I'm a pitch but I ain't Nolan Ryan
you say you rich and I'm sayin I know he lyin
like Kobe Bryant I'm a get a couple of rings
you see me playa I'm watchin a couple of screens
I'm watchin Mygver I'm a survivor
you playin wit me paint wet like salava
and I'm crawlin I do it all day
you fuckin in the class I'm hustlin in the hall way
I went to Worthing had hoes at Sterling
drove a Suburban know I got ta Excursion
swervin and never ever shop at Mervyn's
and when you see my Cartier (Damn!) you cant stop Observin
cause I got X's in the middle
I gotta Lexus but yours is little
I got a Jag with some Burberry paint (fa real!)
and I ain't even gotta discuss whats in the bank
I did a song with Def Jam but I said no!
I'm a sign wit Sony and get them 0's
and now I'm rich

 

[fox69]

"Make Mama Proud"

"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]

 

[fox69]

"Mind On My Money"

"Mind On My Money"


[Lil' Flip]
Heh, yeah this time around you gotta feel me
cause I got my mind right
and now I got my money right

[Chorus: Flip + Redd]
I got my mind on my money, money on my mind
(Maaan Flip what you doin?), I'm grinding!
I got my mind on my money, money on my mind
my watch ain't tickin it's winding!
I got my mind on my money, money on my mind
I'm standin on the cut [sirens] nigga fuck!
I got my mind on my money, money on my mind
watchin out for feds in them undercover trucks

[Lil' Flip]
Like Tupac I got the Juice
write another book like Dr. Seuss
sittin sideways and my choppas blue
southside roll on choppas smooth
I'm doin this for Dj Screw (Screw)and I gotta make that cash
and I hate that slow money cause I gotta make it fast
man I gotta make it last cause I'm a hust-a-la
a syrup sippin, bird flippin, money dou-b-ler
so holla at me if you niggaz wanna re-up
I'm like the head coach I gotta keep my D up
my jewerly freezed up, mybad it's froze up
I'm pullin up in a Lam' with the do's up
so get ya cash right don't get a bad wife
make sure she ain't that chick I hit last night

[Chorus: Flip + Redd]
I got my mind on my money, money on my mind
(Maaan Flip what you doin?), I'm grinding!
I got my mind on my money, money on my mind
my watch ain't tickin it's winding!
I got my mind on my money, money on my mind
I'm standin on the cut [sirens] nigga fuck!
I got my mind on my money, money on my mind
watchin out for feds in them undercover trucks

[Lil' Flip]
I'm spectacular bite ya neck like Dracula
flippin in my Acura you know I'm still a bachelor
we smokin on turantula with a fine ass hoe named Tamera
with a cousin named Angela who pose for my camera
I'm young but I got stamina and I'll wreck you're hoe
and just like Nike nigga I'll check you're hoe
so let's make this dough and get the hell out the game
cause after this shit I ain't slangin no more caine (whaaaat!)

[Chorus: Flip + Redd]
I got my mind on my money, money on my mind
(Maaan Flip what you doin?), I'm grinding!
I got my mind on my money, money on my mind
my watch ain't tickin it's winding!
I got my mind on my money, money on my mind
I'm standin on the cut [sirens] nigga fuck!
I got my mind on my money, money on my mind
watchin out for feds in them undercover trucks

[Lil' Flip]
Yeah all I'm doin is just representin for the hustlers
you know my niggaz in Little Rock Knahimsayin they gettin they paper
my niggaz in Kansas they gettin they paper
Knahimsayin my niggaz in Chicago gettin they paper
my niggaz in Louieville gettin they mothafuckin money
niggaz in Detroit, my nigga E-Dub he gettin his money
I just got niggaz everywhere ya Knahimsayin
if you hustler you gotta feel me, if you a pimp you gotta feel me
ya Knahimsayin if you a hater you gotta kill me
yeah we out this bitch!

 

[fox69]

"Money In The Bank (Freestyle)"

"Money In The Bank (Freestyle)"


[Tony Montana {Scarface}:]
I'm Tony Fuckin Montana You Want A Piece Of Me!

Haha

Its Southern Smoke Mothafucka

You Know What It Is Right
I Got Money In Tha Bank
60 Dollars In My Tank
Half A Pound Of Dank
So Lets Ride

[Chorus:]
I Got Money In The Bank,
Dummy What You Thank
I Got Money In Tha Bank
So All My Dank Stank
I Got Money In Tha Bank
80 G's For My Chain
I Got Money In Tha Bank
So Shawty What You Drank

[Lil Flip:]
Look I'm Tired Of Tha Rumors I'm Tired Of Tha Lies
I'm Still In Tha Hood Breakin Down Pies
And When I Ride By I Be Ridin High
These Niggas Wanna Be Me Cuz I'm So Fly
Fly Boy Piece
Fly Boy Chain
Fly Boy Tennis
I Move Caine'
80 For My Ring, 80 For My Grill
Im'ma Texas Boy So That Mean I'm Trill
Niggas Poppin Pills
Not Me Dawg
Kush In My Blunt
Car Full Of Smog
Niggas Betta Bow Down To Tha King
Cuz I Freestyle
You Know It Ain't No Thing
Cuz I Got Extra Flow,Like I Got Extra Hoes
I Put You On That Drink, I Put You On That Dro
I Push It To Tha Limit
They What You Call A
I'm Still Here, For 10 Years Ive Been In It

[Chorus]

Nigga Pay Attention Let Me Show You How My Crew Roll
Im'ma Star I Don't Have To Buy New Clothes
My Jewlrey Too Froze
Ur Bank Acount Froze
I'm You, I Don't Change Around Hoez
Me And Joe We Doin 50 In My Old School
On The Real Most These Niggas Aint No Screw
And You Know Who You Are I Don't Have To Say Your Name
Just Face It Your Music Wont Make It To Spain
Not Even Cali, Not Even Brazil Matter Fact You Don't Even Got A Real Career
You Niggas Talk About Me, Cuz They Wanna Be Me
I Kept It 100, I Coulda Been Greedy
But Im'ma Real Nigga, Im'ma Deal Wit Ya
Its Big Money Why You Lookin At Tha Little Picture
I'm Droppin Clova G'z
I'm Droppin Crime Boss
Trick-Or-Treat, Don't Forger Skinny Comin Out

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"My Block"
(feat. Crime, Dante, Godfather)

"My Block"
(feat. Crime, Dante, Godfather)



(You don't like the ghetto, everyone knows the ghetto, it in every hood)

[Lil' Flip]
From my block to your block, ha ha, this for tha streets, ha ha, Look

[Chorus]
From my block to yo' block, we stackin' chips
From yo' block to my block, we packin' clips
And if you don't work, then you don't eat
I'm tell you like this, it get rough on these streets

[repeat Chorus]

[Lil' Flip]
Late night, if you don't work you don't eat
That shit is fo' real
You hustlin' for tennis shoes, put that shit on yo' bills
Dope fiends everywhere, like H2O
We don't believe in police, cause they too slow
I had to do what I did so I could get what I got
You wanna feel like I feel then go sit on my block
You might see teenagers, flippin' and workin'
You might see canines, sniffin' and searchin'
You might see plastic bags with drugs and stuff
You might see a whole block full of thugs and stuff
Be quiet cell phones got bugs and stuff
Real niggas in the kitchen cuttin' stuff
Wrap it up, zip it up after it bubble up
I got dreams of seeing all my money double up
I gotta get it, cause I got a family to feed
If you feel what I'm sayin' put yo' hand on yo' heat

[Chorus]

[Crime]
Do any niggas wanna step to this?
I back 'em down with tha nickel-plated fifth, watch the hip
Look at your men, they all jumpin' ship
And I ain't even bring an extra clip
Just imagine if I brought my nigga Flip
We comin' for yo' grip, that rubber band shit
And tha KG9, it spit sick, and you'll notice
Your final notice, ready to die
Like my nigga Biggie from best high, keep yo' hands high
My whole clicks alibi, fuck the piece I want the whole damn pie
Eight sounds tha best high
I get it with my lips or with the rubber grip
Smoke kicks than Matrix, you cats ain't seen shit
You really know who you fuckin',you betta tell 'em Flip
My glock cocked, yo' block drops
I bust shots, ya'll call cops, fuck 911 nigga we blaze spots

[Dante]
Hey Flip, from my block to yo block, I'm thugged out
I'm realizin' its some soljas Down South
Scream it loud, if you the meanest nigga
Affiliated with guns, gang bangers that pull triggas
Me and my niggas, feelin' trapped like we in a maze
Misbehave, refuse, to be a slave
And you can't break me, if the Lord want me, let him take me
Respect mine, I'm livin'life by the tech 9
I'm livin' now while I'm still hea
Fuck it when I'm gone
Long as tha homies pour the beer I know its still on
We high, gettin' drunk, doin' what we want
Jail can't change us it only makes us dangerous

[Chorus]

[Godfather]
We roll V12 motors, Pittsburgh to tha Clovers
Down South they lean, the East be never sober
Elected by the voters, ride just like a lotus
I'll buy the house, never get an eviction notice
You niggas bogus, gotta keep my mind focused
Lost in the jungle, this animal's ferious
My hyponosis, count my nets and my brouses
Sell a bunch of records, like Hootie and tha Blowfish
After I recite this, you niggas shouldn't quote this
Godfather, fragilistic xpalidosius
Street bums, rap for pennies and nickels
Like nigga la vocal, give 'em the Russian sickle

[Lil' Flip]
Look, I stay on my block
I get paid on my block
It aint no such thing as being afraid on my block
I'm true to my block, I shoot wit my glock
If I don't know you, I don't wanna see you on my block
I stack on my block, I park my 'Lac on my block
Even though I'ma star, I go back to my block
I hang on my block, they know my name on my block
And every since I blew up, it aint tha same on my block
I live on my block, I eat ribs on my block
You might see me wit William Gibbs on my block
I'm real wit my block, I chill on my block
7 years and 5 days nigga, and I'm still on my block

What nigga, feel that, Lil' Flip, Cloverland, Godfather, Pittsburgh
Crime, New York, nigga Dante, California, feel that, from my block to yo
block, nigga, we do tha same..thang

 

[fox69]

"My Dogz"
(feat. B.G. Duke, Scoopastar, Taz, Will-lean)

"My Dogz"
(feat. B.G. Duke, Scoopastar, Taz, Will-lean)



[Lil' Flip talkin']
Ha ha, this tha realest shit I wrote
Ya'll say we look like kids
Oh ya'll don't think I heard what ya'll said
You puttin' it on tape, this for my dogz, nigga

[Chorus]
I'll ride for my dogz, I'll lie for my dogz
If it come down to it, I'll die for my dogz
I'ma thug with my dogz, I got love for my dogz
What I'm really tryin' to say, don't fuck with my dogz

[Lil' Flip]
Grab yo AK's, pumps and even Calicos
I fight for my dogz like we at the Alamo
If you run up on me, I'ma have to tear yo' clothes
So give me what you got, yo' rings and valuables
And if you fuck wit my dogz I'ma blow you away
And chop you up like ham and throw you away
I ain't never been no hoe, so stop bumpin' yo' gums
Oh you can't talk shit, when you got a pump on yo' tongue

[Scoopastar]
I cop bricks, in tha six, watchin' flicks wit my dogz
Cause flippin' 2 for 36 and hit licks wit my dogz
Cop glocks, rock blocks, investin' stocks wit my dogz
Sit on docks, boardin' yachts, wit my big shots dogz
I'll take over ya cut wit my SuckaFree dogz
And I'll chop a busta up for APT dogz
I get brains, run trains and switch positions wit my dogz
Grip grain and swang lanes in Expeditions wit my dogz

[Will-lean]
I ride wit my dogz, I drank and get high wit my dogz
You betta run and try to hide when I collide wit my dogz
I bust AK's, aortas and 45's wit my dogz
Just make you slip, slide and fall and get tied like a hog
I break banks wit my dogz, I make stakcs wit my dogz
We rip a nigga ass up, like this track wit my dogz
I floss baggetts, princess cuts and Lexus trucks wit my dogz
And if you wanna live and raise yo kids, don't fuck wit my dogz

[B.G. Duke]
Gettin' fucked wit my dogz, I'ma make 'em call tha laws
My baggetts is shinin' and eat you up like Jaws
I'm beatin' through, black crew with wrist roo
C-note wit tha guns and Flip you get the loot
And when I shoot, I shoot to execute
Me, Taz and Scoop, hittin' licks in tha booth
That's what I do, in a bulletproof coupe
If you ain't my dog, then nigga fuck you

[Chorus]

[Lil' Flip]
Hey, hey, hey..When it come to my dogz, I'll spit on yo' face
And you bet not get caught, wit yo' shit on yo' waist
Cause if I catch you off base, I'm mamin' and choppin'
You might as well give up now, cause when I'm swangin', you droppin'
Nigga get outta line, I'm hurtin' 'em all
I caught fake niggas rough, cause when I'm swervin', they fall
I'm makin' CEO money, while you work in tha mall
And if you know about Flip, then you heard of my dogz
There he go, that nigga right there, he's a hoe
And I'm leave his white T-shirt wit a hole
I'll put him in a finger fold, don't fuck wit Flipper, hoe
I'm a kiss you wit a bullet, under a mistletoe

[Taz]
Cockin' back, point him out, watch I'll bust this nigga
Lay 'em tote, 100 shot, we couldn't trust this nigga
Infrared, touch his head, you couldn't duck this nigga
Call tha coroner, chalk him out, cause we done fucked this nigga

[Lil' Flip]
Hey, and we stuck that nigga, like a chicken, plucked that nigga
finger fucked that nigga, like shit we flushed that nigga

[Taz]
Like a diamond, we crushed that nigga, bust that nigga
And ride wit Lil' Flip, cleanin' up on niggas
Droppin' bullets like rain, wettin' up yo niggas
Fuck you and everythang you love, hoe nigga

[Lil' Flip]
In conclusion, I'll empty out a full clip
You aint known for trampolines, but you gon do a full flip
And whatever you said, I'ma make you take it back
And if you chest get got, nigga I'ma make it flat
So you betta watch out before we run in yo house
And tie you up like tennis shoes, and put a gun in yo' mouth

[Chorus]

[Lil' Flip talkin']
For my dogz nigga, ya'll wonder why ya'll don't see me, cause I only chill
wit real niggas, nigga scoopastar, the original star, nigga Taz, Will-lean,
tha chemist, B.G. Duke, Humpty Hump, Les, Snoop, my real niggas, we don't
fuck wit fraud niggas, Shasta, nigga Myron, fuck wit real niggas, you wonder
why Lil' Flip don't be givin' you dap or speakin' to you nigga, nigga you
ain't real, nigga, nigga I'll ride for my dogz....On my arm, nigga