Swang Remix

作曲：Chad Butler

Block you know i'm saying it's going down

Grand host pimp squad click **

They want real ** homie

Keep it pipping

Rest a piece big hot rest piece

Big field man in a minute

Yeah if you don't feel real ** ** you

If you don't like the outlaws though

I swear to god ** ** you

You don't like real **

You don't ** with training a b

And you don't like real ** bottom line

Love it man love it man

Yeah this

The remix swang

Get the swang

Get the swang to the beer pop pop my trunk get

The swang get the swang to the beer pop pop my trunk

Get

The swang get the swang to the beer

Pop my trunk and kill kill kill

Swing swing

Swing to the air pop pop my trunk and kill kill

These ** wanna see a ** rover

Fivefifty flossy needs a tag for the toe

Ice cold lacy butter scotch guts or top benz

With the roof

Popped up

Every tooth rocked up ** swinging with the glock

Nine sixty dudes cocked up banging at the stop sign

My mama passed now my ** hoedog i'm a miss

Every time i think about them when i'm driving i'm a g

I'm a screw up a philly a to stick and rolling red

Every time we hit the parking lot with turning heads

I'm in watch by parole tags forcing by the feds

Cause they know i gotpretend

And they know the game ain't dead

It's too late i'm deep up in it ain't nothing about me

Scary chiefing in the club tryna find me something

Harry pimping at the bar bar smoking on the stove

And since i came home from the back see like everybody

The trunk bang with the belts

When i swing to the left pop my trunk and yep yep yep

Chrome spokes when i step down the ave in the **

Pull up to the watch get a cadillac to bail

My grown looking mirror

Peanut butter and tear

Popping trunks around they can't sign no clear

They like damn me here that boy duck i shut them down

Down the blue boy shining all over eight

Times i know what it is

I gotta show my ** in hate

Play with us and ride old schools

And they system is screwing

Hey bumpy

I'm from new york so all my city recruits east side

The old six whips with the glittery jewels and massive

I don't go in the clubtill i get all the goons

Not at all the bouncers don't frizz

So we get all the tools and keep them again

We copping bottles get the ** to groove

Shake your mother won't you tell her

Dj is a dip set in true swang

Hip hop pop my trunk and kill kill quain swang swang

Hip hop hop my trunk and kill kill kill quain

Swang swang hip hop hop my

Swang swang get the swang get the swang

I'm the king i'm the mayor of the city

Got the game locked down i roll twelve cars

One with my top dime i be swangin' in that candy

They don't understand me got my ** complete

Watch me pull up on miss grandy

With the peanut butter guts

If she hop inside my ride

Then the ** know she gon' **

I ain't playing with no skeezer

The hoe know i don't need her

I pull out my visa or tease her now please her

They see the diamond shining

Hand on the wood wheel

Even though i sold a meal

Streets got me hood still

They see the diamond shining

Hand on the wood wheel

Even though i sold a meal

The streets got me hood steel

Just wait till enough

Eighty four sitting under the twins

And these haters watching my moves from the way

I better find the coupe

And i'm black over alligator

There's some ** know that i got it

Trump lift up

At the life of my drop of remaining squad

Is deal banging my schools

Doing my thing

** you something out of weak

But they swear i've been in

The rain my swaggers poke

I survive like i'm riding in double lanes

Texting wild wheels looking like they never stopping me

I'm a swang swang swang hip hop

Pop my trunk pop pop pop

Pop pop pop pop my trunk pop pop pop

Pop my trunk pop pop my trunk pop pop