Swang

Trae

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    [Sample from: DJ DMD's "25 Lighters"]
    [Fat Pat]
    Niggas betta see a nigga roll
    Starched down and I'm rollin on eighty fours-fo-fo-fo

    [Chorus]
    Swang and I swang and I swang to the left
    Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep
    Swang-swang and I swang and I swang to the left
    Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep
    Swang-swang and I swang and I swang to the left
    Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep
    Swang-swang and I swang and I swang to the left
    Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep

    [Trae]
    I'm a swang, I'm a swang the slab, lean to the left
    Pop my trunk and show what I'm about so Houston, Texas gotta be felt
    I'm a vet, so it's automatic when I be swingin my wide frame
    4-4's to 24's I'm subject to glide mayne
    Like a pimp without the look but still so fly when I slide mayne
    Plus I'm lethal fully loaded, ain't no takin my ride mayne
    We gangsta and it ain't too much you can do to stop us
    Don't try to knock us cuz these bounters got boppers tryin to jock us
    We the best at what we gon be and these haters know it
    So haters hate us to death and I know cuz these haters show it
    I only ride alone so they can picture me rollin
    And for them jackers thinkin fly, just picture what I be holdin
    Them hollow points will make you picture just how fast they'll be foldin
    A few of them will have you leakin til you're dead or you're swollen
    But still I ride like the law, floatin above everything
    I'm Screwed Up Click until it's over, nigga fresh off tha chain, peep tha slang

    [Chorus x2]
    Swang and I swang and I swang to the left
    Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep
    Swang-swang and I swang and I swang to the left
    Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep
    Swang-swang and I swang and I swang to the left
    Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep
    Swang-swang and I swang and I swang to the left
    Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep

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    [H.A.W.K.]
    I'ma swang and a swang and I swang to the left
    Pop my trunk for Fat Pat's death
    I would give my last breath if I could bring you back
    Bring Screw back, matter fact, bring the whole crew back
    Only God can do that so I'm gonna leave it alone
    Movin on, groovin to this soothin song
    I'm cruisin along, still got a Screw tape on,
    Still in the zone, wishin Corey Blunt was home
    Ridin on chrome, banging with my bub' lights on
    Ridin home Southeast of the Astrodome
    I'm Fat Pat's clone, his legacy carries on
    His heart beat pumps through my flesh and bones
    Flippin with Trae, mobbin down MLK
    He's blue over grey, I'm tippin sellin duece today
    It's dub K, chiefin on some lovely
    And we on the Boulevard acting ugly, we gon

    [Chorus x2]
    Swang and I swang and I swang to the left
    Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep
    Swang-swang and I swang and I swang to the left
    Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep
    Swang-swang and I swang and I swang to the left
    Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep
    Swang-swang and I swang and I swang to the left
    Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep

    [Trae]
    A.B.N is my type of nature, my understanding is (?...?) stacks
    In the back of a Lac on this glass, you're finna see me struttin'
    Cuttin corners on the daily basis
    Move fast like Kanye West samples when I be chasin faces
    I'm on the tip like a waiter when I be leanin to the left
    I'm roll the city through the dark with a 5th on bumpers and belts
    Or maybe in an Impala '67 Chevy be spinnin
    Invisible set display everytime they catchin me grinnin
    Off in they face, it ain't too much that they can do to a G
    But try to hate me every second due to the fact who I be
    And it don't bother me cuz I still be top of my game
    Just don't come off inside of my range I might be leavin a stain
    Whether my slab or beam
    Niggas gon respect that we gangsta
    T-shirt and Dickies plus the kicks that I lace up for you wankstas
    Everyday is still the same, I be slowed loud when I bang
    And thanks to Screw and P-A-T we got 'em diggin our slang, ha

    [Chorus x4]
    Swang and I swang and I swang to the left
    Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep
    Swang-swang and I swang and I swang to the left
    Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep
    Swang-swang and I swang and I swang to the left
    Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep
    Swang-swang and I swang and I swang to the left
    Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep

    [Fat Pat]
    Love it man, love it man, love it man, love it man

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