(featuring Ken)
[Lil' Flip - ballin' Ye, we still ballin', haha Ye, real definition of
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[Lil' Flip - Haha, still Haha, ya boi lil flip the new underground shit Straight freestyles Niggaz ain't on battle rap shit no mo some records You can be the best battler but if you can't sell no records, gon drop ya Now battle Platinum record, one I run the south, out to my niggaz Play-n-Skillz Motherfuckin' Dallas, Houston We ballin', me, screwed up Texas You how we do