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Lil Flip My Block

my block I stack on my block, I park my 'Lac on my block Even though I'ma star, I go back to my block I hang on my block, they know my name on my block

I go by the name Lil Flip (that's right), me and my nigga Greg Street It's from Texas, to ATL, yeah [Lil Flip] (on my block), them niggas jamming Flip

go by the name Lil Flip (that's right), me and my nigga Greg Street It's from Texas, to ATL, yeah [Lil Flip] (on my block), them niggas jamming Flip

't smilin when you see me in person I'm tryin to peep out my surroundings cause them jackers be lurkin Ain't none of that takin my car or my chain, bitch

Or recognize my nigga Grady, out that P.U.D All them other niggaz act like it, but he's my G I sit and watch, as my home boys show me they fake love

t get my cash on Everytime I hit a lick, my family dipping in my stash Got me mad, whipping up my mask and my 4-5 Dipping in my cheve looking for shit

my name on my rims And when I pull up hoes be like, I know that's him [Z-Ro] Sometime I flip in a cream Caddy, sometime I flip in a Fleetwood You know

ride on my enemies I ride on my enemies-I ride on my enemies it's time to ride on my enemies be outside ya crib nigga [Verse 1-Lil'Flip] Whut Up Now

thirty blocks on my resume, I got my own liquor, why he drinking Alizee? Me and Chingy got the pop charts on lock, But I still get respect on my own block