Yung Redd - We Ain't Scared (Remix) lyrics

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Yung Redd - We Ain't Scared (Remix) lyrics

(*talking*) Yeah, Lil' Flip, I'm one deep this time We ain't scared man, how many times I gotta Tell you n***as we ain't scared, yeah We keeping it gangsta (gangsta) believe that (believe that) popping collars (popping) you know (you know) yeah (yeah)... [Lil' Flip] Look I ain't scared of no n***a, 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 n***a, I need ten grand n***a If you want my verse, put it in my hand n***a Got a Benz that's blue, got a tan Range Rover And I like my c.d., to change over I push Benzes, on 20 inch Lorenzes 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 n***a, 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 n***a, can't be a dumb n***a I'm so thoed I got game n***a, I can f** a nun n***a I'm Lil' Flip, and the game is perfected I'm the referee, your a** 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 n***as 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 n***as use to break dance, and pop lock Now we play hop scotch, but if you play with my money My n***a, I come and spray or pop blocks Break n***as take n***as, look for the fake n***as Step on it so fast, he a cake n***a A weak n***a, a freak n***a I got them books, you can call me a geek n***a 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 n***a Cause if I don't work, then I don't eat Yeah I graduate, sometimes a n***a had to cheat I cheated on my hoes, cheated on my tests But I'm the pimp n***a, I must confess So pay attention, when I spit my rhymes Cause Lil' Flip, I'm always shining Always grinding, time I was telling n***a my pockets swelling [Yung Redd] They wanna see something new, well n***a stay tuned I cruise through, in a all blue H2 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 Pa** the swisha, I'm with my n***a Flippa My truck sit higher than heels, on a stripper You got a heater, better keep it with you It's f**ed up, blind n***as can't peep the picture Plus the fo' fever, guaranteed to leave you Flat on the pavement, taking your last breather (*talking*) Yeah, I had to do that for my n***as Know I'm saying, everybody Off the dome, off the brain I'm all known like a pen to the pad n***a, yeah

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