Murda - Flippin' lyrics

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Murda - Flippin' lyrics

[Intro] Gang Halal Gang, n***a [Hook] Young n***as on the mission Had to get it how we livin Told these b**hes that we up next, they all wanna listen (dumb thot x2) Capo got that smiffin In case a n***a dissin' We ain't beefin over b**hes Man y'all trippin' My n***as be flexin' Y'all n***as be stressin' 878, Halal Gang, my n***as be reppin' In the club with my weapon Checked out or get checked in Halal Bands in my pocket I'll be stretchin' [Verse 1] Young n***as on the mission Had to get it where we fit in In the trap where we be sinnin' Flippin' packs we be winnin' Told these b**hes that we up next, they ain't wanna listen Now they callin' down my phone sayin' that they miss me Never cuff em, never kiss em I just f** em then I ditch em (I ditch that hoe) Play these hoes like positions Then kick em out when I'm finished I ain't in love with no hoe, b**h I'm in love with that trap HGxSP, they know my n***as be gettin' that cash (Stay Paid n***a) [Bridge] What you need, let me know, n***a? Gotta get it for my bro, n***a Got the pink or the snow, n***a And we got it for the low, n***a I don't really like broke n***as (nah) You don't really wanna smoke, n***a (nah) So just watch how you act, all my hittas gon' blow, n***a [Hook] [Verse 2] In the club with my weapon Only time I'm two steppin' 878, Ano Gang, my n***as be reppin' Y'all n***as be stressin' My n***as be flexin' Got hittaz on hittaz you get X'd out if you don't check in Bad b**hes here to f** with me Trap-Trap house heated up the streets Ain't nobody stoppin' me My gang going to the top, you'll see My old hoes still hawking me New b**hes be jocking me b**h gotta give me top at least Lil n***as can't rock with me [Bridge] [Hook] [Outro] Gang (4x)

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