Tytuł: Ain't no nigga

• Wykonawca: Lil' Flip
• Wyświetleń: 212

  
   [Chorus: Lil' Flip + DB]
  Ain't no nigga like a H-town nigga
  cause the rest of ya'll niggaz ain't shit(ain't shit)
  ain't no nigga like a Mississippi nigga
  cause the rest of ya'll niggaz eat-a-dick(eat-a-dick!)
  them niggaz talkin shit(mayne fuck that bitch!)
  them niggaz talkin shit(mayne fuck that bitch!)
  them niggaz talkin shit(mayne fuck that bitch!)
  them niggaz talkin shit(I'm a dump my clip!)
  
  [Verse 1: Lil' Flip]
  I'm takin'my (??) off I'm drinkin a cup or two
  ya'll niggaz ain't trill that's why we don't fuck with you
  ya'll don't smoke dro, and ya'll don't drank lean
  bananna scare face and the Underground king
  now you hear me(Oooh!), now you feel me(Oooh!)
  now you love it nigga we still thuggin
  my twenty-fours rubbin cause my rims are too heavy
  I got my own liquor now I can't hold the wheel steady
  'Cause I been drinkin while as the lights blinkin
  my Rolls gold shinin with the mall, black diamonds(yup)
  me and Banner tag teaming again
  wake ya lazy ass up you bad dreamin again
  
  [Chorus]
  
  [Verse 2: David Banner]
  I walk into the party mayne bustin and sprayin
  bitches flyin through the air of the shit that you sayin
  if you ballin nigga bring it mayne FUCK YO CLICK!
  once again all in David Banner, Lil' Flip
  Like a pimp, get crunk, hoe collect me some ends
  and if you trill send it out girl bring all ya friends
  we blowin swisha, Mr.Mississippi all in ya back
  when it's over you can hop yo ass right straight out the 'Lac
  respect that-from the time of the jack it's all good
  with some leather on my seats, steering wheel all wood
  mayne go on tell the feds like a pussy nigga should
  yeah tick, tick, tick bitch we blowin up ya hood!
  
  [Chorus]
  
  [Verse 3]
  [Lil' Flip]
  You got Mr.Crunk-and-Mr.Layed back
  and if you hated 'Like A Pimp' bitch this the payback
  we droppin hit after hit you know they feelin us man
  you want us both for a show that's thirty-five grand(nigga)
  and we don't take checks we want the green man
  don't make us run up with that infrared beam man
  
  [David Banner]
  Man I'm all after ya momma house, gun in yo mouth
  and I'm a try to blow ya brains out
  and remember what you niggaz say about the south
  now they want a beat, now they want a verse
  now it's gonna hurt but you niggaz caused pain
  I'm a put it in ya back with my Mississippi mac
  that's it bitch have a good day!
  it's A-to the B(???)for the niggaz who couldn't bring my cash
  it's left, to the right, to the left, to the right
  when a motherfucker whippin yo ass
  
  [Chorus] - repeat to end