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[Intro] Junior talk that ole hustling talk I was gon tell his daddy, but I found Out his daddy was a damn hustla Lil' Flip, representing 7-1-3 nigga yeah... [Lil' Flip] You know I'm back on the scene, with a pocket full of green It's Lil' Flip, I'm the Freestyle King So extra extra, read all about it Guess who went platinum when, everybody doubt it Me, and ain't shit for free I'm on your track, cause I'm a hard emcee Don't hate on me, cause you a scrub Summertime, I'm riding Dubz Feeling good, representing where I stay I got a H, and I got a AK So don't play, cause I got gats Summertime I'm on Dubz, nigga how you love that I got the plack for the King, I got the Platinum plack nigga, size me up for the ring Cause I'm a champion, you a loser You fuck around with me, and I'll bruise you Real break your neck, nigga now you eating Out a straw, playing with a man you a boy SongtexteMy paper grown, how you fold that How the fuck you hating, and you ain't gold yet How you hating, when you ain't even went platinum Nigga what the fuck is going on, why you capping You acting like you a star, but ain't nobody buying your shit You dummy, you the dumbest in the click Cause, you wanna act like you hard and shit But real niggas like me know, that you fraud and shit Cause you a faker, you ain't no motherfucking gangsta Like 50 Cent say, you just a wanksta How you claim to be a hustla, when you flat broke My nigga I'm stepping out, in a mink coat I got blue, black, red (red) I got a lot of girls, some of em give me head Some of em give me bread, when my money get low I use to fuck, one three days in a row But she wouldn't let me drive her car So I found me a bitch, with a Jaguar Now I got, two herbs in mind So don't try and jack, cause I'll burst a nine That's one shot, two shot, three shot, fo' And if you don't die, I'ma shoot five mo' Yeah nigga, I'm on my grind I'm just like Nas, I'm a mastermind You got a plan, before you try to do something Get a rubber, before you try to screw something [talking] Yeah ha-ha, it's your boy Lil' Flip man I represent the 7-1-3, nigga Shouts out to all my niggas in H-Town Big H.A.W.K., Chris Ward, (Pokey), Z-Ro 3-2, (Big Moe), all my niggas in H-Town (Lil Troy), Wise Guys, (T-2), can't forget Who else I'm leaving out in this motherfucker Shouts out to the motherfucking Walston, you know All the Houston niggas getting they money C-Note, Willean, that's how we doing it Who else we forget, can't forget J-Mack and Mad Hatter, 97.9-97.1 House Party All that shit, we repping this motherfucking 7-1-3 Nigga, holla back, ha-ha, iight Oh can't forget my nigga Swamp, my bad dog We can't forget Ron Wilson He got the Lamborghini, you see it Aus Songtexte Mania