Lil' Flip - Last Dayz lyrics

[Lil' Flip-Talking] 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 n***a I know yo past n***a, so you can miss me with that bullsh** 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 sh**, you ain't gon do sh** Cause you'se a b**h [Verse 1-Lil' Flip] Look many people wanna know what I been through A whole bunch of bullsh** 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 n***a on top of that The Rolex still in my f**in'safe n***a You a kid to me so I put you in yo place n***a I been around the rap game for like 12 years I'm drinkin Cristal, you barely drinkin 12 beers I'm smokin weed my n***a, I gotta grow mine These n***as shoot slugs at me, I gotta throw mine You can diss me n***a 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 f** the cops, I'm a ride So tell my enemies them n***as better hide-I gotta forty five (Buhhh-Buhhh)I put you in the grave n***a (Buhhh-Buhhh)you better behave n***a (Buhhh-Buhhh)I put you in the grave Cause we livin our last dayz [Verse 2-Young Noble] I spitt that ol'thug spirtual n***a Like you live through this, they gon label you a miracle n***a 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 f**in with the worse If you scared get a dog-or take yo a** 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 f** a car and a chain Remain the thug's blue print They'd rather cop some old Outlaw 'Pac sh**, then most of y'all new sh** Remind you ba*tards-nothin but them timeless cla**ics Learn about us in them college cla**es (Chorus-Lil' Flip) [Verse 3-Lil' Flip] Ay my partnas in the hood I can't let e'm starve I f** with Keak The Sneak, I f** with Messy Marv I f** with San Quin, I pack a Mac-10 These n***as 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 n***as followed soon That's when I told Johnny make my piece all blue [Verse 4-Young Noble] Look mean what you say or don't say sh** I f** with Scarface, I f** with J-Prince I f** with my n***a Trae, the whole A-B-N Big House and Sac, Real Talk Entertainment The streets don't lie-n***as is gon'die n***a I'm on fire, n***as is gon'ride Yeah it's Outlaw for life We ain't doin what y'all doin-we doin it right (Chorus Till End)