Throw Yo’ Hood Lil' Flip

This what I want you to do
I want you to go to the bar
Go buy the most expensive drink
And pour it on a nigga you don't like

Yeah, we ain't come here to rock the crowd
Nigga, we came here to start a fuckin' fight, bitch
You know how we do it

We came to get it crunk, we came to get drunk
We came to chill in VIP and smoke a couple of blunts
Pull a couple of dimes, spit a couple of rhymes
And if niggas jump fly I got a couple of nines

I'm ahead of my time 'cause I stay on my grind
'Cause most niggas be lettin' hoes play with they mind
But not me cause homey don't play that
You see me with a strap, homey gon' 'spray that shit

Where ya face at, you talkin' now take that
You talkin' out the side of ya neck, don't make me break that
Slap you, slap him, clap you, clap him
'Cause I ain't got time for all that wrestling

I'm just a cool dude when I'm in a good mood
But when I'm pissed off, my attitude is fuck you
I'm like a tattoo, I never go away
That's why I ride with a tech and the throw-away