7-1-3 - We Ain't Scared [Remix]Lyrics

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) 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 Benz's, on 20 inch Lorenz's 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 They want to see something new, well nigga stay tuned I cruise through, in a all blue H-2 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 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