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Lil Flip
MarakanecДата: Понедельник, 29.10.2007, 20:27 | Сообщение # 1
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Песня: Rollin' On 20's

Here we go
Welcome to my world nigga of
Cadillacs and stacks
Triple X throwbacks with my name on the back
Uh, I know you see us
You wanna be us
With Jam Master Jay on my Adidas
Plus I ride around in two-seata's
I hope its cold cuz i'm comin wit my heata
I'm on Fleeta doin 150
Can't you tell my cut i'm pimpin
And if I hit one time shes limpin
And if he trick one dime he's simpin
Cause we don't do it like that over here
All we do is grip grain on the stair
Like Killer Mike all I do is dream about sex
But when I wake up I have a dream about a check
And after that I burn rubber when i jump in my Vette
Yet his hoes raise up but it ain't come out yet, I'm Speed Racin

On 20's (On 20's)
Wheels Spinnin(Wheels Spinnin)
These hoes grinnin
I pulled up with the top off
On 20's (On 20's)
Wheels spinnin (Wheels Spinnin)
these hoes grinnin
Futuristic tennis shoes when I hop off

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah I got a need for speed get in da truck wit me
Or we can start the Bentley doin a buck fifty
I'm so gangsta, chickenheads dont' wanna fuck wit me
But you can love me or hate me baby you stuck wit me
And I'm a flow til the police come and get me
We run dis city, you can't do nothin wit me
Its young red ya'll I'm rollin something sticky
You see them 20's believe they worth three a penny
And I ain't really got nuthin to lose
So announce on 22's start spreadin the news
Lets speed it up a little
Hoes love to choose
Soon as the spot the drop
Man it gotta be the shoes
The fast lane is where a nigga live ev'r night
Look for the grain stay away from the red light
Them old folks hear me creepin up the street
Cause they know I got them, I got them
Woofers in my jeep, nigga

On 20's (On 20's)
Wheel's Spinnin (Wheels Spinnin)
These hoes grinnin
I pulled up with the top off
On 20's (On 20's)
Wheel's Spinnin (Wheels Spinnin)
These hoes grinnin
Futuristic tennis shoes when I hop off
On 20's (On 20's)
Wheel's Spinnin (Wheels Spinnin)
These hoes grinnin
We never lose sleep, lemme
On 20's (On 20's)
Wheel's Spinnin (Wheels Spinnin)
These hoes grinnin
You can't even breath in it

I got a lambo
I got a drop jag
Plus i got a Harley bike, nigga top that
Now e'erbody be like where you shop at
and they be askin dumb shit like where you got that
Thats when i look back and say I'm a superstar
And if it cost a hundred grand its a super car
I'm still ballin, 20 still crawlin
Like retarded kids, my dvd's stallin
Lakers still callin but we already signed
We about to be legends like Morris Day and The time
When Paul gave me a call, man i had to do it, uh
I gotta rep where I'm from so i had to screw it, uh
I'm from the home of the HOuston, Texans
The only horse we ride is in our Lexus
Nowadays, everybody wanna chop on blades
But we been doin that ya'll better behave

On 20's (On 20's)
Wheel's Spinnin (Wheels Spinnin)
These hoes grinnin
I pulled up with the top off
On 20's (On 20's)
Wheel's Spinnin (Wheels Spinnin)
These hoes grinnin
Futuristic tennis shoes when I hop off
On 20's (On 20's)
Wheel's Spinnin (Wheels Spinnin)
These hoes grinnin
We never lose sleep, lemme
On 20's (On 20's)
Wheel's Spinnin (Wheels Spinnin)
These hoes grinnin
You can't even breath in it



 
MarakanecДата: Понедельник, 29.10.2007, 20:27 | Сообщение # 2
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Песня: Forget the Fame

(Lil' Flip)
I come from a hood where everybody standin on the corner
What you need? some weed, speed, or some marijuana?
You can get it right here or get it down there
But when the laws pull up get away from 'round there
Now niggaz think a nigga started changin
Just cause a nigga gotta platinum chain hanging
I still got the same niggaz that I'm down with
If a nigga owe me money we gon'shoot down shit
I use to sell work I use to sell pints
But now I'm doing shit I got three million in the bank
I done made alot of moves and payed alot of dues
And if you fuck with me, you might make tonight news
Now niggaz get on TV and forget they partnas
The ones who keep it real come to yo shows with the choppas
The one who bring that drank, bring that weed to yo house
Them the niggaz down wit me that represent the South, uh

(Chorus)
I want the money
I don't give a fuck about the fame
No matter how rich I get Lil' Flip will never change
I want the money
I don't give a fuck about the fame
I do this shit so my patnas don't have to slang cain

(Lil' Flip)
Now everytime I get back somebody went to jail
But they taught us don't go to school and you will fail
I didn't go to college but its money in my wallet
And I just bought a Jag with zero mileage
Now people like "Flip, you know I'm tryin to rap"
But you was hatin on me, nigga you might get slapped
Your telephone tapped, you got the hood hot
Matter of fact it don't look good for you to be standin on the block
Nigga what about the cops? They rollin and lookin
and everybody know what you sellin and cookin
So get yo mind right nigga stay out the streets
You see what I did, now I play with these beats

(Chorus)

(Lil' Flip)
I'm like a hundred-dollar bill I'm hard change
And now its funny everybody aint acting the same
Rule one never let niggaz learn your business
Rule two never ever ever burn yo bridges
I had niggaz that was hatin smilin in my face
Way before "Buy the Car, Buy the House", and "DiamondsNyaface"
Now they see me in the streets like "I wanna do a song"
Nigga yous a hoe cry babies go home!
Cause you aint selling records don't get mad
Cause you see me ballin hard in a drop top Jag
When you see me at The Source just chunk up a deuce
Cause I represent Cloverland jumpin out my Coupe
I'm still gon' be the same nigga on the scene
I'm still gon' be the only freestyle king......

{*DJ scratches* I'm still gon'
{*DJ scratches* still... still gon be the only
('Another chop chop productions')
{*DJ scratches* free... {*DJ scratches* freesty..
{*DJ scratches* I'm still gon' be the only free style king...
{*DJ scratches* only only only only fre{*mumbling*ee style king
{*DJ scratches* ...free style king
{*DJ scratches* still gon
{*DJ scratches* ly freest..king.. I'm still gon
{*DJ scratches* I'm still gon be the only
{*DJ scratches* styl {*DJ scratches* still gon be
{*DJ scratches* I'm still gon' be the only free
{*DJ scratches*



 
MarakanecДата: Понедельник, 29.10.2007, 20:27 | Сообщение # 3
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Песня: Gotta Stack Ya Paper

f/ Shazstar
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(Chorus:Shazstar rp2x)
gotta stack ya paper
chop em' like a razor!
if you gon'grind or if
you gonna pull papers!yeah

(Lil'Flip)
I'm a southside playa that love to wreck
I got 25-G's above my neck
when I'm at the Cashattia I love to bet
should I take the Corvette or the bubble lex?
I put diamonds in yo faces on a daily basis
I done wrecked T-town and club Oasis
I got three Jags in my parking spaces
'95 Air Max with blue laces
you can call me a pimp like Dolomite
I charge five G's to hold a mic
if it aint no drank I dont hold a Sprite
after I do this I got mo' to write
I'm a stay Sucka Free thats my family
me,Redd,Hump,Fuzz,and Anthony
nigga we livin ya'll fantasy
and I take baths with vanity
I'm in the studio from 9 to 5
I'm a stay indepedent I aint gon' sign with Jive
I'm eatin fettucini ya'll eatin fries
like R.Kelly I wish I could fly
I'm a 18 year old C-E-O
my favorite movie is CB4
when you lookin at my watch see me snow
and if you want pimps here we go
you aint know Lil'Flip is the freestyle king
I got platinum on my bezzeltyne
stretch my money like a limousine
ya gal hooked on me like nicotine
when I pull up to the show I'm in 16 cars
16 ice,and 16 stars
yeah I'm spittin game to like 16 broads
I think I just wrecked these 16 bars

(Shazstar)
maan!that boy a fool
godamn!but

(Chorus:Shazstar rp2x)
gotta stack ya paper
chop em' like a razor!
if you gon'grind or if
you gonna pull papers!yeah

(Lil'Flip)
ay I'm in a Escalade eatin Etoufee
like Lil'Troy its a better way
I ride on red and sit on gray
me and Ron C blow on hay
I'm playa made on razorblades
all my clothes are tailor-made
I pour a 4 in Gatorade
watch me lean in the shade
I keep a fade I'm wearin J's
I pull more stunts than Super Dave
the reason I ball like a ball
cause thats just for you to hate
I'm underated but anticipated money in my face
I gotta make it jump on a mic I gotta break it
A million dollars I gotta take it
I'm the millionare I'm a billionare
Check the Billboard I'm still in there
I put diamonds all in yo face so you know
Lil'Flip dont really care I play truth
or dare with yellow bones talk on prime co telophones
got hoes from Hiram Clark all the way to Yellowstone
and I ride on chrome thats all I do
Slow down music we call it Screw
Everyday watch out for the boys in blue
I wear Fubu and Dada too
I'm Lil'Flip I'm Sucka Free
Ten thousand aint enough for me
Cant none of ya'll niggas fuck with me
I cant get enough of this luxury but
I'm a billionare and I'm playa made on razorblades
Lookin good chunkin up the duece
Cloverland is my hood nigga ugh!



 
MarakanecДата: Понедельник, 29.10.2007, 20:28 | Сообщение # 4
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(Chorus:Shazstar )

(Lil'Flip)
ay they call me Lil'Flip I love to wreck
you wanna do a song I need a check
collect my hoes like upper deck
southside niggas get much respect
nigga Ron C put me on the track
my nigga named Hump put me on the map
my nigga named Johnny man he gave me plat
a nigga out of line nigga he get slapped
a million dollar nigga with a million dollar mouth
a million dollar vase with a million dollar coach
southside nigga thats what I'm about
if a nigga owe me money I'm a call him out
I'm a let a nigga know I'm the freestyle king
these niggas dont wanna step in the freestyle ring
nigga this shit is freestyling
nigga I'm the mothafuckin freestyle king
I said it one I said it twice
gotta whole closet full of Nikes
went to Worthings full of dice
you know Lil'Flip gotta lot of ice
I gotta lot of mics cause I'm in The Source
me and Brian playin on the golf course
nigga got a brand new Rolls Royce
hoes give me head they got no choice
I'm a million dollar nigga thats what
I do slow down music by Watts and Screw
everyday watch out for the boys in blue
nigga I use to watch shots of Fubu
million dollar nigga with DVDs,Escalades,
drop top,and GMC's before I listened
to DJ Screw I use to jam DJ Dmd Lil'Flip
is the only star down south we just
sip the bar 20 inches rip the car I gotta
be real I'm a rep the toy I'm a stay
the king I'm a stay the prince I'm a get
the house with the big ol' fence and when
I write my rhymes I dont get lyric bent nigga



 
MarakanecДата: Понедельник, 29.10.2007, 20:28 | Сообщение # 5
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Песня: Sunny Day

f/ Big Shasta
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(Hook:Big Shasta)
we rollin on chrome
flossin its a sunny day
niggas smokin blunts
blowin light green hay
all about our cash
we worked hard and got paid
stacks mutiplied now its
time to parlay

(Lil'Flip)
its a sunny day so I'm a pull out the drop
no chain today but I'm a pull out the watch
you know I'm iced out (bling!)lookin like a wedding cake
I hear niggas whisperin man I bet its fake
But I got cash ride around in drop Jags
with my top back interior all black
With leather seats rimmed up 4 times
I'm in the V-12 watch me blow down
you know me I gotta put my stunt down
and when the laws pass by I put my blunt down
cause I stay high like a telophone pole
And I roll on vogues and pimp yellow bone hoes
Swangas and blades is what we sit on
I'm talking on my "flip phone", ya get it "flip phone"
Smokin on a zone of that sticky-icky-green
Hoes see me in the Jag and say "Flip thinks he clean..."

(Hook:Big Shasta rp.2x)

(Lil'Flip)
I'm at the beach party in a pearl white drop
I had to take my bracelet off cause the girls might bop
white Airforce ones Fat Albert tank top Nike head band
long braids hang out hoes everywhere man its goin down
the traffics so bad cops sayin turn around
but you know niggas we gonna try to sneak in
some niggas going broke tryna ball this weekend
and TJ takin flicks wit bad broads, Hump in the Benz
Redd in the Jaguar, we leaned out you know
our car screened out and if we aint ridin 20s
we chrome 19ed out 84s got me shinin in the lane
we been ridin blades stop stealin our slang!
you know what we really ballin down south and all
niggas jammin Screw and Swisha House...

(Hook:Big Shasta rp2x)

{Lil'Flip
man!...

{Big Shasta breakdown
we rollin on chrome
(rollin on chrome)
and we looking good
(you know we lookin good)
grippin on wood...
its a sunny day in the hood!

(Lil'Flip)
you see them 20s spinnin when I'm swangin down the strip
Diamonds hanging off my lip, my trunk bangin like a crip
niggas thinkin I'ma slip but I cain't
If a hater try to jack I'm a waste 'em like drank
I'm ridin on a full tank, switchin lanes like Maurice
Baguettes on my teeth, maurcetts on my teeth
Iceberg on my feet, the Speedy Gonzales
Big Mar, & Big Hawk yea them my compadres
we ball everyday like Catino Mobley
I gotta Cartier but have you seen my Roley
I ride Navigator its my Navigator
I feel like Tela "bound by haters"as I
slide by Jaimiaca sippin medicine
we wanna bring our cups in but they wont
let us in so we hit cornbreads and go back
to the house I'm a hold it down for Screw
know what I'm talking bout!...

(Hook:Big Shasta rp)



 
MarakanecДата: Понедельник, 29.10.2007, 20:28 | Сообщение # 6
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Песня: Y'all Don't Want It

Y'all niggaz tryna steal my style
Some of y'all niggas tryna steal my style
I think y'all niggaz tryna steal my style
What you gone do next try and steal my smile
Some of y'all niggas tryna steal my style
I think y'all niggaz tryna steal my style
What you gone do next try and steal my smile

Y'all niggaz tryna steal my style
Remember in I-45 you couldn't feel my style
Remember when y'all said you ain't nuttin but a kid
Y'all said I wouldn't make it
Hey but I did
Remember when y'all said me and hump ain't workin'
Just check the driveway nigga we ain't hurtin'
I bet y'all niggas never take a bank style
It ain't my fault that yo group ain't high
It ain't my fault that you can't do shows
Either we movin' to fast or y'all movin' to slow
Now why you wanna go out and make me mad
If you drop another album you gone make me laugh

Cause y'all niggas tryna steal my style
Some of y'all niggas tryna steal my style
I think y'all niggaz tryna steal my style
What you gone do next try and steal my smile
Y'all niggaz tryna steal my style
Some of y'all niggas tryna steal my style
I think y'all niggaz tryna steal my style
What you gone do next try and steal my smile

Buy the car
Buy the house
Remember that
That was me
Diamonds all in yo face
Remember that
That was me and C
Southside still holdin'
Me, Duke, and A.P
G's and ballers
Ballers and G's
That was me and H and C
And ever since
I became
The freestyle king
I got dope fiends
That wanna be
The freestyle king
But I can't be copy-ed
My style ain't sloppy
Do yo C.E.O
Put yo money in his pocket
How does it feel tryna look like me
Nigga you can't even write a hook like m
I'm the first young playa in H-Town with platinum teeth
I'm the black richie rich with the brain of Master P
And I know I got skills
I'm droppin' hits like fumbles
You got cars in yo yard
They ain't shit like hummers
So you need to stop rappin' and go back to hustlin'
Cause if you drop another tape man you ain't gone make nuttin

Y'all niggas tryna steal my style
Some of y'all niggas tryna steal my style
I think y'all niggas tryna steal my style
What you gone do next try and steal my smile
Y'all niggas tryna steal my style
Some of y'all niggas tryna steal my style
I think y'all niggas tryna steal my style
What you gone do next try and steal my smile

I hate copy-cats
I hate sloppy tracks
If you see me in the club I'll be wearin' botany black
I wrote a million hooks
I'm down with a million crooks
So watch yo mouth downsouth
Cause boys stealin' hooks
Every time I perform
I got a dap for dat
You wanna be the freestyle king
I got a plaque for dat
And you sold some of my raps
You think I ain't gon tell
I'm sorry but yo next tape ain't gone sell

Because y'all niggaz tryna steal my style
Some of y'all niggas tryna steal my style
I think y'all niggaz tryna steal my style
What you gone do next try and steal my smile
Y'all niggas tryna steal my style
Some of y'all niggas tryna steal my style
I think y'all niggas tryna steal my style
What you gone do next try and steal my smile

[Lil' Flip talking]
Know what I'm sayin'
Lil' Flip the leprechaun
A K A the freestyle king
I come out sayin' I'm the leprechaun
Now everybody else wanna be the leprechaun
I come out sayin I'm the freestyle king
Now everybody else wanna be the freestyle king
Man after this year I'm gone be the freestyle legend
I ain't trippin' get yo own stuff
Suca-free niggas don't steal
Man I don't understand



 
MarakanecДата: Понедельник, 29.10.2007, 20:28 | Сообщение # 7
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Песня: All I Know

(feat. Cam'Ron)

[Intro - Cam'Ron]
Killa
Lil' Flip (Uh-huh)
Houston Harlem
Dipset in the building (yes, sir)
Let's get ready to do this shit, Yo

[Verse One - Cam'Ron]
Call me the better man
Beretta man, leather man, cheddar man
I should of been the weather man
I tell you where the high is and where the low at
When it gonna rain dog where the snow at
And where the snow at it ain't got to cold at
My block is hot kojak got his Kodak
And that's totally wack
Y'all supposed to be cats
Men of mice of course they go grow to be rats
That's ain't Cam's momento so I crammed the rental
With grams and endo had them saying Jusendo
Got that butter brother
Word to mother murder
Hit the other servers
Down at Whattaburger
Eat at Long John Silver keep the long arm silver
Fuck the long arm of the law he's strong on sckrilla

[Bridge - Cam'Ron]
Flip to killer
We flip to kill her
That's a killer flip ya flip we kill ya (Dipset Bitch)

[Verse Two - Lil' Flip]
And if you don't lurk or live here you riding through my hood
And I don't know what you heard but we'll take you for your goods
I wish you would come to my neck of the woods
Come to my hood
Better bring a tek to my hood
And we be buccin' and drivin'
While you shuckin' and jivin'
Niggaz hateful low down dirty plus they conivin'
Me and my niggaz we roll with triggers
We kill you for figures
We put 13 bricks in the 18 wheeler (yeah)

[Hook X4 - Lil' Flip]
Street life is all I know
So when I carve my music that's all I show

[Verse Three - Lil' Flip]
All I know is nigga bring me all my dough
Cause rap money come fast and fast money come slow
One day you on yo feet the next day you flat broke
That's the drought cause yo connect got bad dough
Now you got smoke from another nigga you don't know
That nigga might be a fed if he don't show
Plus plots and skeems
Young niggaz chasing green
You better wake up cause ya'll niggaz chasing dreams

[Bridge]

[Hook]



 
MarakanecДата: Понедельник, 29.10.2007, 20:28 | Сообщение # 8
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Песня: Game Over

Fury
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh

[Chorus: repeat 4x]
Game over, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip

[Verse One]
Ah shit, y'all done fucked up and let me in this bitch
I'm just your average hood nigga with dreams of gettin' rich (But you don't hear me)
My crib big like a football field (football field)
You might fuck around and think I signed a football deal (But you don't hear me)
I take 15 minutes to drop a track (yeah)
I take half a minute to load my gat (But you don't hear me)
I make 'em bounce all across the globe
I'm a pimp, I got your hoe takin' off her clothes (But you don't hear me)
A franchise like a Houston Rocket (Houston Rocket)
Every eight months is when I usually drop it (But you don't hear me)
I got the streets on lock, I like my beats with knock
You know my heat stay cocked, niggaaaaa

[Chorus]

[Verse Two]
Look, I'm a Christal nigga and you a red-winer
You just an opening act, but I'm the headliner (But you don't hear me)
I'm 'bout to ship 3 mill' off top
You got your deal off your man, I got my deal off props (But you don't hear me)
I'm connected like dub and Mach-10 with ice cubes in my watch
And dubs on the black Benz (But you don't hear me)
I'm getting' paid 'cause I do all the work
It's rainy days if we don't move all our work, we go bizirk (But you don't hear me)
I'm on the block fam, in the cream drop Lam
Mostly yall cats with deals, y'all ain't hot man (But you don't hear me)
I'm 'bout to do it again, you 'bout to lose it again
It's show and tell motherfucker, I'm prove it again

[Chorus]

The game over, 'cause shit about to change over
It's 'bout time 'cause hip-hop need a make over (But you don't hear me)
Most producers want to charge too much
But around my way that's how you get fucked up (But you don't hear me)
You might think we all beats and rhymes
But way before this rap shit, nigga, the streets was mine (But you don't hear me)
I got that hot shit, that "Thug Life" 'Pac shit
That get hot shit, that B.I.G. "Ready to Die" shit

[Chorus]



 
MarakanecДата: Понедельник, 29.10.2007, 20:29 | Сообщение # 9
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Песня: Lil' Flip

LIL' FLIP LYRICS

"This Is 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]
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 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?



 
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[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 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]
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)



 
MarakanecДата: Понедельник, 29.10.2007, 20:29 | Сообщение # 11
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Песня: 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 2,000 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 n 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) 2x

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 n 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 /
cuz they call me beretta cuz i'm sprayin ya brain/

Lil Blake a.k.a Beretta High Point, NC 27260



 
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Песня: What I Been Through(feat. Big T, Lil Ron & Young Redd

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]



 
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