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h-town niggas - lil' flip & z-ro lyrics

[intro: z*ro]
sound like some second line sh*t, jack
you dig?
oh, i’m on my juvenile sh*t right now, n*gga
i’m on my project english
my 2005, i need it in my life, hold up

[chorus: z*ro]
h*town n*ggas ’til we in our casket
always smokin’ personals, we never pass it
every time you see us, we got automatic
actin’ like some n*ggas that ain’t never have sh*t (uh)
and we ain’t playin’, we got paper to chase (paper to chase, uh)
so cut through the talkin’ and bring us straight to the safe (straight to the safe, uh)
or you gon’ f*ck around and catch a stray to the face (stray to the face, uh)
if we in this b*tch, ain’t n0body safe in the place

[verse 1: lil’ flip]
i’m an h*town king ’til i’m dead and gonе
i’m a real dough boy, i got bread at home
i usеd to eat at frank’s on telephone (facts)
my kush so loud, m*megaphone
i’m not f*ckin’ with you, i got hustle, n*gga
all them threats sound cool ’til i flush you, n*gga
i’m at 7*eleven with eleven rings on my fingers, i’m bill russell, n*gga
i’ll tussle with you like tuck (tuck), i’ll stab a n*gga like buck (buck)
if you don’t put in the work, they gon’ put you to work, so them hoes, i ain’t tryna f*ck (what?)
i do the dashboard in my robes, i like to fast forward my hoes
skip all the small talk, i’m like sauce walk, oohwee, my whips froze
i got a fetish for lettuce (ayy), cash app it or zelle it (ayy)
your weed quiet, i can’t smell it (shh), there’s no need to inhale it (no need to inhale it)
i’m still reppin’ that clover (ayy), i’m still standin’ on business (ayy)
i’m still puffin’ that doja (ayy), at 24 hour fitness (that’s right)
[chorus: z*ro]
h*town n*ggas ’til we in our casket
always smokin’ personals, we never pass it
every time you see us, we got automatic
actin’ like some n*ggas that ain’t never have sh*t (uh)
and we ain’t playin’, we got paper to chase (paper to chase, uh)
so cut through the talkin’ and bring us straight to the safe (straight to the safe, uh)
or you gon’ f*ck around and catch a stray to the face (stray to the face, uh)
if we in this b*tch, ain’t n0body safe in the place (look, haha)

[verse 2: z*ro]
if we in this b*tch, ain’t n0body safe in the place (n0body)
this a hand cannon, this ain’t a .38 in the waist (all y’all)
i got them hands, how many of these are you gon’ take to the face? (sh*t)
boy, you gon’ swear to god you got hit with a plate to the face (beat your b*tch ass)
i ain’t tryna be bothered, look, i just came here to collect and leave (yeah)
look, i got sh*t to do, got this lil’ bad b*tch that keep textin’ me (h*llo?)
go get my sh*t and bring my sh*t back and sit my sh*t next to me (yeah)
just do what i say do and still breathin’ what you’ll be blessed to be
nah, i ain’t come to play no games in this motherf*cker (i ain’t come to play no games, ayy)
let this b*tch go, i ain’t gon’ even aim in this motherf*cker (i ain’t gon’ even aim, ayy)
if i said it, i meant it, i bet i did it too (haha)
might let you make it just to let my lil’ n*ggas get rid of you (oh)

- lil flip z ro lyrics

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