Flip’n on My Block Lil' Flip

(*talking*)
Yeah, I go by the name Lil Flip
(that's right), me and my nigga Greg Street
It's from Texas, to ATL, yeah

[Lil Flip]
(on my block), them niggas jamming Flip and 'Face
And don't nobody have muscles, but we all moving weight
(on my block), where the dopefiends let you rent they car
And if you got the biggest rocks, you the neighborhood star
So holla at a nigga, when you get your check
And if it's 800 dollars, you about to triple that
(on my block), we staying up playing dominoes
And we got boosters in the hood, that be selling fake clothes
That's how the game go, when you living in my city
And niggas in the hood, they don't show no pity
So don't act hot seditty, when you see me at a show
And the reason we don't hang, cause you act like a hoe
(on my block), the little kids they be smoking weed
And if you go to sleep, they coming to steal your ten speed
I'm from the C to the L-O-V-E-R-Land
And where I'm from (Cloverland), bitch I'm the man

[Hook]
On my block, everybody on the corner hustling
On my block, niggas pulling up on them buttons
On my block, we getting that money fa sheezy
I can't leave freestyling alone, the game need me