OHHH
OHHHH
This what the streets been askin fo
The real kings
Lil' Flip and Z-Ro
HA HA HA HA
Colver Gs and Rap A Lot
Different labels but we both from the Screwed Up Click
(Lil' Flip)
LETS GO!!
Look me and my niggas
we 50 deep with them triggas
I'm a school boy? Yeah right I run with them killas
Affiliated with pimps
I know too many cats
I've been rappin 8 years I got to many plaques
Now when I run in your crib
And take your son out the crib
And put the gun to his bib
Now it's one in his ribs
(Ahhhhhh)
(Z-Ro)
I stay in and out of the jail house
I can afford to bail out
You can call me the post man
All I do is follow my mail route
I got a stanky ass attitude
Excuse me nigga you have to move
See these big ass niggas i'm walkin with and some behind you too
You don't want us to trip
You don't want to see this extended clip
Be on the look out for Z-Ro and the Flip
This is history in the making ya bitch
(HA HA)
(Lil' Flip)
Now I'm back with my crew like we aint go nothin to do
So if you beefin with them then im beefin with you
Im the king of the south
you see the ring and the house
Im a major playa like mean green in the south
So if i kick in ya do'
and put my dick in ya hoe
give me that brick in tha flo'
Now its time to go
(Z-Ro)
When I roll I roll solo
I've got 7 sets of fo' do's
I got rid of all my old bitches to make way for some mo' hoes
We are the real kings
Got damn it my grill clean
I smoke and i still lean
Hit up C-Note or Will-Lean
Why dat?
Cause I kicks it with my people
Fuck friends they all turn evil
They might try to do me something lethal
All y'all niggas claiming to cold can deal with my heat
(Lil' Flip)
Oh no I flip digits llike Puffy
I slay niggas like Buffy
You a fag
I refuse to let a lable fuck me
Cause I'm callin the shots
My favorite rapper is Pac
Nigga i was stealin cars when you was wiping you snot
So when i blow up ya office
And rob one of ya bosses
I cant take no losses
you know how crunk the south is
Hell yea!! We throw bows fo really
we blow dro in phillys
I get 3 dollas a disc you only gettin a penny
This skinny nigga will never be in my position
How you gon fight when you got malnutrition
so when I stomp yo ass
and when I front yo ass
and when I punch yo ass
you ain't gon wanna talk no mo
(Z-Ro)
I'm a gangsta kin flok
I stack and dont spend doe
I got 5% tint on each and every one of my windows
Every time the wind blows
another Benjamin goes where the rest of the Benjamins go
hoe I'm paid for yo info
(Lil Flip)
I'm the rap LeBron
Better yet I'm T-Mac
I was flippin work when you was playin pitty pat
I take a brick from here and move it on the East
I've go New York niggas paying 23
So when I hit ya cut
Im in my pick up truck
I come to pick up bucks
and after that we picking up sluts
Now lets ride... ride... ride...
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