Lyrics:
on da hank ai cross over who he want lil flip nigga game
Over i be grinding like da clips an i aint never sober if we make it thru
The struggle momma
You know Mr. Lil Uzi got the guap
I swear Mister Lil Uzi got the guap
You know Mr. Lil Uzi got the guap
I swear Mister Lil Uzi got the guap
You
bobbin' your head, 'cause I can see ya (yeah)
Yeah, I know you're bobbin' your head (da da da dee)
'Cause I can see ya (da da da da da da da)
You can't
the school of Hard Knocks mothafuckas]
SouthSide Academy
[Mr. Shadow]
I'm from the Academy of Hard Knocks
Felons wit glocks, attitude fuck it when I see them
Iceberg freak
She a nasty lil bitch
Yea I'm Reydagoon
Ima certified G
Looking at my wrist
It's bout 50 keys
Yea I swerve Lamb's
And I swerve
like
Ba-da-da-da-da-da-da couple of bullets are comin' your way then it jam
Like god damn
Then I pick up somethin' quicker, start killin' everything
[Intro: Lil' Flip]
Yeeah.. this is pimpin at its finest man
Ha ha ha ha, yeeah, let it bang
I go by the name Lil' Flipper, man
You know Mr. Like
Mr. Dough
and Mr. Eighty four, hating hoe, we think yo' sister know
When I hits the do', motherfuckers drop and kiss the flo'
Light bulb flow, I
you have your niggaz holdin' you down
And when I hold heat I just hold it for delf
Why ask a nigga to shoot when I'ma buck myself?
I keep my gun by
gorilla stitch
40 years go by man still snitch
Niggaz fronted on Zeek man still I itch
No hammers that night Goddamn man
It was amateur night I played
nigga
Evrybody an' there mama duin dis rap thang
I'm thankful dat my lil' brutha ain't in da hood bangin
Just be thankful 4 all ya got
If it's just
on a fake smile 4 my neighbor cross da street
Soon as i get up da block im turning up da beat
Got a txt from my side piece she fixed me sum to eat
Let her
Rest in Heaven
Steven "Lou" Elizondo
I'll miss you homie
Thanks for everything bro
Dang what a shame
What people do for fame
And they say it's in
Blanc, Midnight, pull up, get sweaty
Sum slight das my vibe keep it P
Plop dis sweet meat, nut on yo front teeth
Big lion, for my day, I dropped bangers
and relaxing yeah
I was on 10 at 10 lil n**** I was on go
I had the racks in my denim you can tell by the way them bitches glow, Mr. Take Yo Hoe
I did not fear
'm married
Nigga
In sync
I ain't average
Tink touting
Big barrels
Think think
Can't imagine
Lil cuz turned trapper
Guessing it run in da Family
Smoking my shit
later
You gotta let these haters
Jam on it, jam on it
I tell ‘em, tell ‘em jam on it!
Jam on it, jam on it j-j-j jam on it!
Mr 305, to Mr worldwide
was on 10 at 10 lil n**** I was on go
I had the racks in my denim you can tell by the way them bitches glow, Mr. Take Yo Hoe
I did not fear not one
like shaq (Gimmie Det)
So Imma Thug It By Myself Dets Det
Krismas money went straight to da pack (Fuck)
Made a band had ta bring 4 back
Flip Da Lil Band
the party all night
The G's straight showing, so it's on all night
She's a throwed lil' mama, plus I'm loving her style
Girl it's ridiculous, let me see you
of Lil' Robs
Is ther anythin' that you would like to say
To them Player Haters and if so what would it be
[Verse Two: Mr. Shadow]
Man I gotta give it
my gangstaz will.
Bury me at the plate in Bronze Bomber's Field.
Give my young guards the four horses,
My babi gurls get the pink Porsches.
Dookie Jims
Made By Money Sign
It's Mr. KSO, I'm all about the make dough
If you ain't bout the strips, it's cause you ain't touch a bankroll
Uh, give KO's these
had a lil lamb
Know I used 2 pop out 4 the pep rally
But I look best when I don't give a damn
Like fuck it, matter fact, where my susu at
Talking bout
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