Lil' Flip - 7-1-3 (Remix) lyrics

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[Intro]

Junior talk that ole hustling talk

I was gon tell his daddy, but I found

Out his daddy was a damn hustla

Lil' Flip, representing 7-1-3 nigga yeah...

[Lil' Flip]

You know I'm back on the scene, with a pocket full of green

It's Lil' Flip, I'm the Freestyle King

So extra extra, read all about it

Guess who went platinum when, everybody doubt it

Me, and ain't shit for free

I'm on your track, cause I'm a hard emcee

Don't hate on me, cause you a scrub

Summertime, I'm riding Dubz

Feeling good, representing where I stay

I got a H, and I got a AK

So don't play, cause I got gats

Summertime I'm on Dubz, nigga how you love that

I got the plack for the King, I got the

Platinum plack nigga, size me up for the ring

Cause I'm a champion, you a loser

You fuck around with me, and I'll bruise you

Real break your neck, nigga now you eating

Out a straw, playing with a man you a boy

My paper grown, how you fold that

How the fuck you hating, and you ain't gold yet

How you hating, when you ain't even went platinum

Nigga what the fuck is going on, why you capping

You acting like you a star, but ain't nobody buying your shit

You dummy, you the dumbest in the click

Cause, you wanna act like you hard and shit

But real niggas like me know, that you fraud and shit

Cause you a faker, you ain't no motherfucking gangsta

Like 50 Cent say, you just a wanksta

How you claim to be a hustla, when you flat broke

My nigga I'm stepping out, in a mink coat

I got blue, black, red (red)

I got a lot of girls, some of em give me head

Some of em give me bread, when my money get low

I use to fuck, one three days in a row

But she wouldn't let me drive her car

So I found me a bitch, with a Jaguar

Now I got, two herbs in mind

So don't try and jack, cause I'll burst a nine

That's one shot, two shot, three shot, fo'

And if you don't die, I'ma shoot five mo'

Yeah nigga, I'm on my grind

I'm just like Nas, I'm a mastermind

You got a plan, before you try to do something

Get a rubber, before you try to screw something

[talking]

Yeah ha-ha, it's your boy Lil' Flip man

I represent the 7-1-3, nigga

Shouts out to all my niggas in H-Town

Big H.A.W.K., Chris Ward, (Pokey), Z-Ro

3-2, (Big Moe), all my niggas in H-Town

(Lil Troy), Wise Guys, (T-2), can't forget

Who else I'm leaving out in this motherfucker

Shouts out to the motherfucking Walston, you know

All the Houston niggas getting they money

C-Note, Willean, that's how we doing it

Who else we forget, can't forget

J-Mack and Mad Hatter, 97.9-97.1 House Party

All that shit, we repping this motherfucking 7-1-3

Nigga, holla back, ha-ha, iight

Oh can't forget my nigga Swamp, my bad dog

We can't forget Ron Wilson

He got the Lamborghini, you see it