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Lil' Flip

Genres: Hip-Hop

For My Thugs Lyrics - Lil' Flip

Lil Flip, Trick Daddy... 

 

[Hook: Trick Daddy - 2x] 

I'm doing this one for the thugs 

And them boys down South, much love for the thugs yes sir 

For the thugs, and them boys in the city 

Much love for the thugs, yes sir 

 

[Lil Flip] 

From city to city, state to state 

Me and my niggaz on the road, trying to make this cake 

Cause if you don't work, you don't eat 

So right now I'm in the studio, bringing the heat 

And I've been doing this rap thang, for a long time 

I went from flipping them dimes, to kicking them rhymes 

From one tat, to twenty five tats 

I went from one sling shot, to twenty five gats 

And all I want, is twenty five placks 

And if you want a show, I need twenty five stacks 

Fuck a dat, I got a playback machine 

One mic one stage, and a ounce of green 

And I'ma show you, how we do it down here 

And if you ain't from round here, get the hell from down here 

And just kick off your shoes, and relax your feet 

It's Lil Flip, Trick Daddy and my boy Greg Street 

 

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[Hook: Trick Daddy - 2x] 

 

[Lil Flip] 

When I'm thugging like Pac, when I'm hugging my block 

If you run to the cops, I'ma come with my glock 

If you play with my do', I'ma spray at your hoe 

So if the shit ever happen, don't act like you ain't know 

Cause I got niggaz on my team, that'll pop the steal 

And make your body disappear, like David Copperfield 

And I got family in Miami, that'll ride for me 

I got some homies in Atlanta, that'll die for me 

And I'm a pimp, so my hoes never lie to me 

They get taped with my cane, and go fly for me 

So bring daddy his cash, so I can re-up quick 

Then supply my customers, when I flood the strip 

Fuck a drought I got that work, like a booking agent 

I got bricks in the attic, and pounds in the basement 

And that's how we hustle, around my way 

We living like Denzel, on Training Day, cause I'm a thug 

 

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[Hook: Trick Daddy - 4x] 

 

[Lil Flip] 

I'm doing this for Houston, Dallas, College Station 

To all my young thugs, who still on probation 

For my niggaz locked up, with no parole 

And to whoever bought my tape, cause my shit went gold 

And we thugging, rolling on Dubs and 

We valet, when we come to the club and 

I stay strapped up, cause I got shot this year 

And I'm about to go quadruple, like Pac this year 

That's one million, two million, three million, fo' 

And after that, I'ma put red in the do' 

So just kick off your shoes, and relax your feet 

And watch me put these hoes, on the ecstasy 

 

Yeah nigga... 

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