Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Last Dayz, artist - Lil' Flip. Date of issue: 08.11.2010
Song language: English
Last Dayz |
| Gyeah, this what you wanna hear right |
| This what it’s about |
| Stop lyin in the streets man |
| You ain’t doin what you puttin on them records nigga |
| I know yo past nigga, so you can miss me with that bullshit |
| I’m a gangsta this, I’m a shoot that |
| I’m a pop this, I’m a stab him |
| You ain’t gon do shit, you ain’t gon do shit |
| Cause you’se a bitch |
| Look many people wanna know what I been through |
| A whole bunch of bullshit but I continue |
| To make great music, I make that good music |
| You do commercial music, I do that hood music |
| Remember 'Game Over’I hit the punchlines |
| Remember 'Sunshine'three hundred thousand times |
| That’s how many spins I got-and I got a plaque |
| I got a Bentley Coupe nigga on top of that |
| The Rolex still in my fuckin’safe nigga |
| You a kid to me so I put you in yo place nigga |
| I been around the rap game for like 12 years |
| I’m drinkin Cristal, you barely drinkin 12 beers |
| I’m smokin weed my nigga, I gotta grow mine |
| These niggas shoot slugs at me, I gotta throw mine |
| You can diss me nigga I’m a come and see ya |
| When them hollow tips hit ya, I wouldn’t wanna be ya |
| (Chorus-Lil' Flip) |
| The streets don’t lie, so quit thinkin the beef gon’die |
| I need atleast five blunts for me to get high |
| Fuck the cops, I’m a ride |
| So tell my enemies them niggas better hide-I gotta forty five |
| (Buhhh-Buhhh)I put you in the grave nigga |
| (Buhhh-Buhhh)you better behave nigga |
| (Buhhh-Buhhh)I put you in the grave |
| Cause we livin our last dayz |
| I spitt that ol’thug spirtual nigga |
| Like you live through this, they gon label you a miracle nigga |
| This sort of like a Panther party |
| One nation of thugs comin together not to dance and party |
| Livin nations in the game-Outlawz a known threat |
| Ain’t never had a deal, and we still ain’t broke yet |
| First things, first man-you fuckin with the worse |
| If you scared get a dog-or take yo ass to church |
| Uhh Wa-da-da-dang, wa-da-da-da-dang, we Outlaw military, Makaveli trained |
| Them little homies slang, and the big homies bang |
| I shine through my rhymes fuck a car and a chain |
| Remain the thug’s blue print |
| They’d rather cop some old Outlaw 'Pac shit, then most of y’all new shit |
| Remind you bastards-nothin but them timeless classics |
| Learn about us in them college classes |
| (Chorus-Lil' Flip) |
| Ay my partnas in the hood I can’t let e’m starve |
| I fuck with Keak The Sneak, I fuck with Messy Marv |
| I fuck with San Quin, I pack a Mac-10 |
| These niggas never seen a black Maybach Benz |
| I was the first rapper to ever have one |
| I seen a diamond chain I had to grab one |
| Then Nelly got one, then niggas followed soon |
| That’s when I told Johnny make my piece all blue |
| Look mean what you say or don’t say shit |
| I fuck with Scarface, I fuck with J-Prince |
| I fuck with my nigga Trae, the whole A-B-N |
| Big House and Sac, Real Talk Entertainment |
| The streets don’t lie-niggas is gon’die |
| Nigga I’m on fire, niggas is gon’ride |
| Yeah it’s Outlaw for life |
| We ain’t doin what y’all doin-we doin it right |
| (Chorus Till End) |