Schoolboy Q - Flip on You lyrics

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Schoolboy Q - Flip on You lyrics

[Produced by Nascent] [Intro: 50 Cent] 50, uh ScHoolboy Q Haha [Hook: 50 Cent & ScHoolboy Q] Smiling...? n***a you gon' make me Flip On You! You gon' make me flip this knife out do some sh** to you! n***a you gon' make me Flip On You! n***a you gon' make me-you gon' make me Flip On You! n***a you gon' make me Flip On You! You gon make me pull the strap out, do some sh** to you! n***a you gon' make me Flip On You! n***a you ain't gon' be moving when this clip is through! [Verse 1: ScHoolboy Q] n***a, I'm the one that bought all them b**hes out Got a G-A-T this MVP don't run his mouth, n***a You gon' make me fill this clip for you You gon' make me unload then reload 'em number 2 n***a, I've been known to get them Oxys off I believe in God, but cross my heart this nine go off n***a, I'm from the Mecca of the Groove The Hoover Crip, I grew up on Figg I had to dodge them County Blues Live my life behind the rules Running from the cops, smash the rocks up under my shoes Spit out the eighth that once, hid in my face Bounce spring over the gate, didn't get caught I guess my escape, n***a was fate I love the block and all the dogs that kept me safe Now it's, back to adding, points to the crime rate Get slumped in your drive way You gon' make me hurt your boy You gon' make me put that work in boy You gon' make me get to murkin' boy [Hook] [Verse 2: 50 Cent] Focus on money, I'm in and out a** fast She loosen up against the wall like a NASCAR crash Got a bunch of enemies, I count my friends on one hand Ghetto philosphy, watch me, I got a hundred scams Like we could make a few dollars, that there a hundred grams I got a gift, I communicate with the afterlife Apparently, your b**h a** ain't acting right n***as k**ed your man, you ain't gon' get him back? What? You is tired out? Why you ain't get around to that? You wander, I travel, I have a destination I'll be a street legend new version of Pappy Mason My style? It'll never die, boy I'm immortal You shoot me down, I'll get back up and keep coming for you Man on fire, hitman for hire Them n***as got happy they thought I was gon' retire Now they b**h giving me head, I'm the man, a man admires What's up? [Hook:]

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