Lil` Flip We Ain`t Scared (remix) Lyrics

We Ain`t Scared (remix) Lyrics

f/ Yung Redd



(*talking*)

Yeah, Lil' Flip, I'm one deep this time

We ain't scared man, how many times I gotta

Tell you niggas we ain't scared, yeah

We keeping it gangsta (gangsta) believe that

(believe that) popping collars (popping) you know

(you know) yeah (yeah)...



[Lil' Flip]

Look I ain't scared of no nigga, I ain't scared of no hoe

I come to my show, and knock you out on the front row

You on the flo', cops coming

Lil' Flip is standing here, I'm not running

I'm a man nigga, I need ten grand nigga

If you want my verse, put it in my hand nigga

Got a Benz that's blue, got a tan Range Rover

And I like my c.d., to change over

I push Benzes, on 20 inch Lorenzes

Never get out my money, and I never will spend it

I save some, put a little away

Yeah it's a sunny day, but what about the rainy days

Cause when it's a rainy day, I gotta have that re-up

Money my nigga, cause I need my money

It ain't funny, it ain't a joke, it ain't no game

If you play with my change, I put some change on your brain

You feel me mayn, you feel my pain, I need mine

Before I sign a contract, I gotta read mine

I'm just a young nigga, can't be a dumb nigga

I'm so thoed I got game nigga, I can fuck a nun nigga

I'm Lil' Flip, and the game is perfected

I'm the referee, your ass just got ejected

I'm the President, you know my residence

I graduated '99, so I'm intelligent

I got a Navigator, I got a calculator

I know these niggas know, I got that crib with elevators

Spiral chairs, and big ole maze

I got a big Excursion, on big ole Blaze

We chop chop hoes bop bop, back in the days

Niggas use to break dance, and pop lock

Now we play hop scotch, but if you play with my money

My nigga, I come and spray or pop blocks

Break niggas take niggas, look for the fake niggas

Step on it so fast, he a cake nigga

A weak nigga, a freak nigga

I got them books, you can call me a geek nigga 

Cause I'm a hustla, balla, gangsta, dope dealer

20 inch Sprewells, riding on my 4 wheeler

Just went to Mobilia, just to get mo' scrilla

I got my money, I don't depend on no nigga

Cause if I don't work, then I don't eat

Yeah I graduate, sometimes a nigga had to cheat

I cheated on my hoes, cheated on my tests

But I'm the pimp nigga, I must confess

So pay attention, when I spit my rhymes

Cause Lil' Flip, I'm always shining

Always grinding, time I was telling

Nigga my pockets swelling



[Yung Redd]

They wanna see something new, well nigga stay tuned

I cruise through, in a all blue H2

Them rims big, so I'm sitting on them shag shoes

The white kids, say the black dude is that cool

I'm such a fool, I should open up a school

And teach some of these dudes, how to ride 22's

Try to figure me out, but you don't have a clue

Just follow my lead, y'all do as I do

Yeah I'm still in your hood, like run down houses

From the burbs to the projects, we got em bouncing

Pass the swisha, I'm with my nigga Flippa

My truck sit higher than heels, on a stripper

You got a heater, better keep it with you

It's fucked up, blind niggas can't peep the picture

Plus the fo' fever, guaranteed to leave you

Flat on the pavement, taking your last breather



(*talking*)

Yeah, I had to do that for my niggas

Know I'm saying, everybody

Off the dome, off the brain

I'm all known like a pen to the pad nigga, yeah