Last Dayz
[Lil' Flip-Talking]
Gyeah, this what you wanna hear right
This what it's about
Stop lyin in the streets man
You ain't doin what you puttin on them records n***a
I know yo past n***a, so you can miss me with that bullshit
I'm a gangsta this, I'm a shoot that
I'm a pop this, I'm a stab him
You ain't gon do shit, you ain't gon do shit
Cause you'se a bitch
[Verse 1-Lil' Flip]
Look many people wanna know what I been through
A whole bunch of bullshit but I continue
To make great music, I make that good music
You do commercial music, I do that hood music
Remember 'Game Over'I hit the punchlines
Remember 'Sunshine'three hundred thousand times
That's how many spins I got-and I got a plaque
I got a Bentley Coupe n***a on top of that
The Rolex still in my fuckin'safe n***a
You a kid to me so I put you in yo place n***a
I been around the rap game for like 12 years
I'm drinkin Cristal, you barely drinkin 12 beers
I'm smokin weed my n***a, I gotta grow mine
These n***as shoot slugs at me, I gotta throw mine
You can diss me n***a I'm a come and see ya
When them hollow tips hit ya, I wouldn't wanna be ya
(Chorus-Lil' Flip)
The streets don't lie, so quit thinkin the beef gon'die
I need atleast five blunts for me to get high
Fuck the cops, I'm a ride
So tell my enemies them n***as better hide-I gotta forty five
(Buhhh-Buhhh)I put you in the grave n***a
(Buhhh-Buhhh)you better behave n***a
(Buhhh-Buhhh)I put you in the grave
Cause we livin our last dayz
[Verse 2-Young Noble]
I spitt that ol'thug spirtual n***a
Like you live through this, they gon label you a miracle n***a
This sort of like a Panther party
One nation of thugs comin together not to dance and party
Livin nations in the game-Outlawz a known threat
Ain't never had a deal, and we still ain't broke yet
First things, first man-you fuckin with the worse
If you scared get a dog-or take yo ass to church
Uhh Wa-da-da-dang, wa-da-da-da-dang, we Outlaw military, Makaveli trained
Them little homies slang, and the big homies bang
I shine through my rhymes fuck a car and a chain
Remain the thug's blue print
They'd rather cop some old Outlaw 'Pac shit, then most of y'all new shit
Remind you bastards-nothin but them timeless classics
Learn about us in them college classes
(Chorus-Lil' Flip)
[Verse 3-Lil' Flip]
Ay my partnas in the hood I can't let e'm starve
I fuck with Keak The Sneak, I fuck with Messy Marv
I fuck with San Quin, I pack a Mac-10
These n***as never seen a black Maybach Benz
I was the first rapper to ever have one
I seen a diamond chain I had to grab one
Then Nelly got one, then n***as followed soon
That's when I told Johnny make my piece all blue
[Verse 4-Young Noble]
Look mean what you say or don't say shit
I fuck with Scarface, I fuck with J-Prince
I fuck with my n***a Trae, the whole A-B-N
Big House and Sac, Real Talk Entertainment
The streets don't lie-n***as is gon'die
N***a I'm on fire, n***as is gon'ride
Yeah it's Outlaw for life
We ain't doin what y'all doin-we doin it right
(Chorus Till End)
Gyeah, this what you wanna hear right
This what it's about
Stop lyin in the streets man
You ain't doin what you puttin on them records n***a
I know yo past n***a, so you can miss me with that bullshit
I'm a gangsta this, I'm a shoot that
I'm a pop this, I'm a stab him
You ain't gon do shit, you ain't gon do shit
Cause you'se a bitch
[Verse 1-Lil' Flip]
Look many people wanna know what I been through
A whole bunch of bullshit but I continue
To make great music, I make that good music
You do commercial music, I do that hood music
Remember 'Game Over'I hit the punchlines
Remember 'Sunshine'three hundred thousand times
That's how many spins I got-and I got a plaque
I got a Bentley Coupe n***a on top of that
The Rolex still in my fuckin'safe n***a
You a kid to me so I put you in yo place n***a
I been around the rap game for like 12 years
I'm drinkin Cristal, you barely drinkin 12 beers
I'm smokin weed my n***a, I gotta grow mine
These n***as shoot slugs at me, I gotta throw mine
You can diss me n***a I'm a come and see ya
When them hollow tips hit ya, I wouldn't wanna be ya
(Chorus-Lil' Flip)
The streets don't lie, so quit thinkin the beef gon'die
I need atleast five blunts for me to get high
Fuck the cops, I'm a ride
So tell my enemies them n***as better hide-I gotta forty five
(Buhhh-Buhhh)I put you in the grave n***a
(Buhhh-Buhhh)you better behave n***a
(Buhhh-Buhhh)I put you in the grave
Cause we livin our last dayz
[Verse 2-Young Noble]
I spitt that ol'thug spirtual n***a
Like you live through this, they gon label you a miracle n***a
This sort of like a Panther party
One nation of thugs comin together not to dance and party
Livin nations in the game-Outlawz a known threat
Ain't never had a deal, and we still ain't broke yet
First things, first man-you fuckin with the worse
If you scared get a dog-or take yo ass to church
Uhh Wa-da-da-dang, wa-da-da-da-dang, we Outlaw military, Makaveli trained
Them little homies slang, and the big homies bang
I shine through my rhymes fuck a car and a chain
Remain the thug's blue print
They'd rather cop some old Outlaw 'Pac shit, then most of y'all new shit
Remind you bastards-nothin but them timeless classics
Learn about us in them college classes
(Chorus-Lil' Flip)
[Verse 3-Lil' Flip]
Ay my partnas in the hood I can't let e'm starve
I fuck with Keak The Sneak, I fuck with Messy Marv
I fuck with San Quin, I pack a Mac-10
These n***as never seen a black Maybach Benz
I was the first rapper to ever have one
I seen a diamond chain I had to grab one
Then Nelly got one, then n***as followed soon
That's when I told Johnny make my piece all blue
[Verse 4-Young Noble]
Look mean what you say or don't say shit
I fuck with Scarface, I fuck with J-Prince
I fuck with my n***a Trae, the whole A-B-N
Big House and Sac, Real Talk Entertainment
The streets don't lie-n***as is gon'die
N***a I'm on fire, n***as is gon'ride
Yeah it's Outlaw for life
We ain't doin what y'all doin-we doin it right
(Chorus Till End)