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Dr Sin - We Ain't Scared lyrics
(*talking*)
 Yeah, Lil' Flip, I'm one deep this time
 We ain't scared man, how many times I gotta
 Tell you niggas 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 nigga, 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 nigga, I need ten grand nigga
 If you want my verse, put it in my hand nigga
 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 nigga, 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 nigga, can't be a dumb nigga
 I'm so thoed I got game nigga, I can fuck a nun nigga
 I'm Lil' Flip, and the game is perfected
 I'm the referee, your ass 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 niggas 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
 Niggas use to break dance, and pop lock
 Now we play hop scotch, but if you play with my money
 My nigga, I come and spray or pop blocksDr Sin - We Ain't Scared - http://motolyrics.com/dr-sin/we-aint-scared-lyrics.html
 Break niggas take niggas, look for the fake niggas
 Step on it so fast, he a cake nigga
 A weak nigga, a freak nigga
 I got them books, you can call me a geek nigga 
 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 nigga
 Cause if I don't work, then I don't eat
 Yeah I graduate, sometimes a nigga had to cheat
 I cheated on my hoes, cheated on my tests
 But I'm the pimp nigga, I must confess
 So pay attention, when I spit my rhymes
 Cause Lil' Flip, I'm always shining
 Always grinding, time I was telling
 Nigga my pockets swelling
 [Yung Redd]
 They wanna see something new, well nigga 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
 Pass the swisha, I'm with my nigga Flippa
 My truck sit higher than heels, on a stripper
 You got a heater, better keep it with you
 It's fucked up, blind niggas 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 niggas
 Know I'm saying, everybody
 Off the dome, off the brain
 I'm all known like a pen to the pad nigga, yeah








