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Lil’ Flip
Mr. Capone-e

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Yeah, yeah, yeah, man,
you know back in the days, man,
I remember when Flip was going out,
man, hustling like a motherfucker every day,
man, pushing them tapes,
you know what I'm saying?
Doing them shows in the club,
wherever he could be heard at and shit,
you know what I'm saying?
Now these fools nowadays,
homie,
you know what I mean?
They think they can just get a free pass,
you know what I'm saying?
Everything handed to them and shit,
you know what I'm saying?
That's why you
see motherfuckers
on these reality TV shows
and shit having to go walk to Brooklyn
for some motherfucking cheesecake
Man, I remember flip was back
there man
You know I'm saying back in the day
putting it down selling that shot the
back of his mama's car
You know, I mean shit,
you know, I mean if you really want to go back to hustle nomics, homie
You know I'm saying flip
is the one that started
all he'll put the blueprint to it
You know I'm saying so get a man this prop,
you know, saying flip keep doing your damn thing
You know I'm saying to me
you still the king of the South homie
Yeah, that's what I
remember back in the day
Homie just took a pony,
you know what saying?
Show me what's up
When I was just a little youngster
Homie picked me up from my hood and shit,
you know what I'm saying?
Used to cruise through the galleys,
you know what I'm saying?
Looking for enemies
Showed me how to be a real true gangster,
homie
Wasn't a southside, you know?
Homie got me jumped in my hood,
you what I'm
Showed me how to,
showed me the ropes
Showed me what's really going
on on the streets
Told me everything about the streets,
you know what I'm saying,
homie?
Used to come up pre -stuffed Levi's
Shaved head, you know what I'm Cortez,
not giving a fuck
Strapped up,
you know what I'm saying?
We should go through the hood
just creeping on fools like
gang bang the fuck out
No, I'm 12 years
and he's still putting it down
for the homeboys.
You know what I'm
Anyways, homie got locked up.
You know I'm saying did a couple years came out
started slinging that rock stacking his chips
You know what I mean?
Just so we can make some money
to sling them CDs and shit
But we still made it homeboy
the homie was slinging rock
gang banging blasting fools
Not giving a fuck.
You know I'm saying sold
out at the swap meets
everyone was asking for the homeboy shit
I'm saying number one album.
It took a pony.
What's my name?
Everybody's bumpin' that shit,
even the fuckin' enemies
were bumpin' that shit
The homies still real, recognize real,
this is true gangster shit right here
Know what I'm sayin'?
Southside SUV,
homies puttin' it down