We Ain’t Scared (Remix) lyrics

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