Lil' Flip - We Ain't Scared (feat. Bizzy Bone) lyrics

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Lil' Flip - We Ain't Scared (feat. Bizzy Bone) lyrics

(talking) (Chorus: Bizzy Bone - 2x) We ain't scared, especially if you come up to us And try to bust and when you think we ain't gone care We ain't scared, and just because we Serious, mysterious and curious (Lil' Flip) You n***as acting like hoes, wearing eachother clothes Bragging about platinum, n***a that's white gold Fake n***as talk, and real n***as hush Fake n***as run, and real n***as bust Y'all got me f**ed up, I been a street n***a And when it's cold outside, I bring my heat n***a Don't beef with me n***a, cause I get down and dirty I make a call at one o'clock, you gone by one-thirty n***a I ain't scared I pack, infrareds My enemies like batteries, half of em dead You heard what I said, I'm down with trigga play Cause all you see in convicts and k**as, where I stay I know Hump, got my front and Redd, got my back I know Bizzy, got a tech and I'm coming with a mac So start riding your wheel, we coming with the steal And it's a fact, that most n***as mouth get em k**ed (Chorus - 2x) (Lil' Flip) I co*k and spray, hit you from a block away We ain't scared, believe me we got a lot to say And if you see me in the club with a smile on my face That don't mean sh** cause I got a nine on my waist So you can play Superman and get your a** paralyzed Cause when it comes to my guns, they all super-sized You better recognize we ain't s**a Free for nothing So when I say I'ma get you, you know I ain't bluffing Cause n***as turn into hoes when you pull a gun out And if I pull a gun out, I'm trying to knock a lung off Now who the boss, n***a you already know I got a team of headbusters, where ever I go And if you got beef let me know I'm ready for war I got a semi-automatic that'll machete your car And next time you talk down, I'ma teach you a lesson So call mama, and tell her she gone need her a reverend, what (Chorus - 2x) (Bizzy Bone) Papi cholo, cops sniffing co-co, my deadly remedies Like hot topics, hit that body look like frishchami And that Bone Thugs-N-Harmony, telling everybody Hit the floor, so what in the f** you think I came here for Warrior, ain't no other character, for the love of money yeah When I'm down in Houston, Texas n***as are gut playas Some of these n***as is dinosaurs abducted like flying saucers n***as don't think like that, lick it down, on my alters The most of my grave suite, model mama, put em up now Daddy use to beat you deeply I stay on my tech with die-yah 2Pac to Bob Marely, my six the holley Halle Berry touching my braids They ain't giving justice's name k**ing em black bald and all Game recognize game, fame recognize fame n***as they hang, n***as they bang, n***as they slang Pick up your Mac 10 quickly and bring the pain One in the brain, one in the body it's an everyday thang (Chorus - 2x)