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Lil` Flip, Jim Jones {*repeat 4X*}
[Chorus: Lil` Flip - repeat 2X] Y`all don`t want it with us, y`all don`t want it with us Y`all don`t want it with us (Clover Gs!) Y`all don`t want it with us, y`all don`t want it with us Y`all don`t want it with us (Dip Set!) [Verse 1: Lil` Flip] This sixteen bars of my brain, I show my scars through my pain I write my bars on the plane, I bring my boys on the plane There`s nothing like it, I swear Can`t no other rappers compare Cause I can spit it or write it Just admit it, you like it I`m the hottest around Niggaz know how I get down But this ain`t Making The Band I`m tired of shaking your hand I got the piece to the puzzle, I`m on the streets when I hustle I got the heat with the muzzle, Okay (Okay) You think you know it all, but I proove to show it all When I move, you get one shot, hope you don`t blow it, dog Don`t bite the hand that feeds you You just a lukewarm, bookworm nigga and believe me, I can read you I`m tired of snakes and rats, I`m moving forward, you pacing back While I`m in N.Y. collaborating, blazing tracks You gotta face the fact, I got the only platinum plaque I did it well, even when I`m gone, my shit`ll sell [Chorus] [Verse 2: Jim Jones] Just let my movement protrude (Dips) Or we will move on you dudes (Fuckers) And you niggaz that`s beefin, okay I`ll chew you like food (Yummy) Don`t get Houston confused (No) Cause they music is screwed (Purple) They ain`t slow for a second, cause they sippin on lean They will roll up with weapons, the four-fifth and the beam (Boom!) Get you tore up, we stretch `em, you talk shit to my team (R.I.P.) We controllin` our section, raw shit for the fiends (I`ll smack you) The boys controllin` my section, cause we gettin` that cream (Squalie!) And we roll in Rovers, iced out birds and frozen clovers (Blingin!) You know I`m smokin dozers, with that thing I roll with soldiers (East Side!) So if you want it fam, you`ll get it fam, I`ll hit you man (Unnh) And when I grip that blam, POP! POP! POP!, Dip Set the fam [Chorus] [Verse 3: Lil` Flip] I`m ready to let you have it Glocks and automatics I put them in your chest You shoulda wore your vest Cause we comin to your house With the forty cals Dumpin twenty five rounds Now bitch, lay it down [Jim Jones] So when we pull up to clubs, they say we known for the brawlin And all these bottles I`m poppin, it`s uncontrollable ballin Straight from the projects, I`m still cased up with charges It only takes me three seconds to straight spray out a cartridge I`m prepared for the streets, and I ain`t scared of police You know my gangstas ride out, we know to fliz with them heats We cop cars with them spinners, I be in Texas for breakfast Sippin` on Purple and Sprite and back in Harlem for dinner [Chorus]
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