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(grindin)
Platinum pieces with canari diamonds (diamonds)
But haters they talkin but never mind them (never mind them)

[Verse 1: Lil' Flip]
Well I'm
mothafuckin watch

[Lil' Flip]
Heh that's how we doin it man, Lil' Flipper
Play-N-Skillz on the track this that shit that make niggaz bounce
if you in a drop
("I put my thing down, flip and reverse it")
Busta!

[Busta Rhymes]
Easy does it, easy blows s40 e-40
Easy does shit f-gordy
f-you, f-them, f-lil
[Lil' Flip:]
Yeaahhh
Yeaahhh
Yeaahhh
Let's take it back to the streets niggaaaaaaa
East coast
West coast
Midwest
To the dirty dirtttyyyy
It's Flip
got a lock ya, flavor to bring
Got the championships so I'ma savor the ring
Church boy, raised by my grand momma
Home-bred, I dead all the drama
I'm
[Chorus: Lil' Flip]
Real niggaz bust ya pistols in the sky
I'm a muthafuckin' G and til I die
I get that paper, and I'm chillin' on the low
All I
[Chorus:][Lil' Flip] 
Real niggaz bust ya pistols in the sky 
I'm a muthafuckin' G and til I die 
I get that paper, and I'm chillin' on the low
Nigga just killed TyeTye
Caught him slipping in a drive-by
We so surprise, his mama in tears
Somebody gon' die now
His baby mama she been crazy
She
Nigga just killed TyeTye
Caught him slipping in a drive-by
We so surprise, his mama in tears
Somebody gon' die now
His baby mama she been crazy
She
holla at the city what's up

Hooked up with T-Bone and we puttin down
Newcomer with the tracks the tracks from uptown
Wet boy players going nationwide
petals at my feet man!
They want to spoil me, treating me like royalty,
What I'm supposed to do? It's such a sweet thing
Work that track, whip 'em like
sale
Sold much coke, got coke in jail
In the white Rolls Royce with my man Pharrell
This lil' nigga got beats too fresh to be stale
But I'ma take you
(Lil Wayne)
Listen...I'ma hundred percent hussla from my face to my feet
My lifetime cases the street, my dime places the street
Until I wake
on this track
And um, you don't want to see me when I flip
So don't be fucking with little niggas, we ain't to be fucked with

[Lil 1/2 Dead Chorus 4x]
(Lil Wayne)
Listen...I'ma hundred percent hussla from my face to my feet
My lifetime cases the street, my dime places the street
Until I wake
getting this fetti
We in the Chevy and ready to pop tags in

[Chorus:]
So whatever you tryna do lil niggas I already done
And since you wanna live by
getting this fetti
We in the Chevy and ready to pop tags in

[Chorus:]
So whatever you tryna do lil niggas I already done
And since you wanna live by
Peace to Lil' Cease 

Microphone track board, loose chord, oh Lord 

Promo number one Sadat X had a grenade 

And the have next day I smashed the shit
shorty and I make it hot-ter 
I got a lock ya, flavour to bring 
Got the championships so I'ma savour the ring 
Church boy, raised by my grandmomma
Big Kap
Ay yo check this out, supreme figga nigga Big Kap
Rockin' with Lil' Jon, Eastside Boyz, Chyna Whyte , $hort Dogg

							
throwin rose petals at my feet mayn!
They want to spoil me, treatin me like royalty;
what I'm 'sposed to do? It's such a sweet thang
Work that track
you go
And we foul to eliminate these habits
And the best way is to eliminate these faggots
All disrespect attended
To anybody who may be affended, by
distorting, bring it down a lil' bit
Okay, now we working with it
The boy Face on the bass line, Face - Mob!
Welcome to New York City, it's ya boy Young Hov'
distorting, bring it down a lil' bit
Okay, now we working with it
The boy Face on the bass line, Face - Mob!
Welcome to New York City, it's ya boy Young Hov'
distorting, bring it down a lil' bit
Okay, now we working with it
The boy Face on the bass line, Face - Mob!
Welcome to New York City, it's ya boy Young Hov'