LIL' FLIP & YOUNG NOBLE - Last Dayz lyrics
rate meGyeah, 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
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
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