Intro (Switch It Up)

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Eastside Reup - Rap, Gangsta Rap

Intro (Switch It Up)

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[Intro] Ayy Yeah [Verse] They be tellin' me to switch it up, nigga, please (Nigga, please) On the real, these niggas ain't fuckin' with me That's how I feel and all my niggas certified, we ain't fuckin' with them niggas I think it's time we separate the lame niggas from the realest I think these niggas must've forgot I'm the one they got they flow from Go any town and flood any state, nigga, it's a snowstorm I done got caught with this shit, bitch, I can lock up with both arms I hit the road and beat it down, if I get caught, it's a dope charge I can't turn my back now on the road, thе streets need me Gave a thug motivation, I'm the '05 Jeezy Free Teezy, wе ain't lettin' no more niggas get a pass And hurry up and free dog too, me and him gotta scrap I'd never turn around on gang, I forever got your back Let them niggas tell lies, all the real know the facts That shit cap, bitch, I been this way way before the rap (Yeah) I was the one they seen on the touchdown countin' racks They ain't used to this, can tell how they act, they ain't in the field I'm a hot boy, I'm really outside, get it how you live No matter what I do to keep it real, they gon' hate on me But they know I'm with shooters so they really ain't gon' play with me A hundred shots, you see a hundred-round, it's a chopper with me I'll bust a Drac' instead of bustin' K's, this bitch Chopper City If you ain't from around, don't come around, bitch, you better see it Seven Mile hot as hell, this bitch five hundred degrees Write the story, this a movie, let's go back to the trap house Five niggas, bands everywhere, this shit like a packhouse I'll set up shop down the way, in two weeks I done packed out Told the plug I need some more, it's all gone, I done trapped out (Yeah) I wish these niggas go'n head, tell the truth, what the cap 'bout? Niggas lyin', fake gangster, ain't shit real about 'em Ain't no love for these niggas, that's just how I feel about 'em And I ain't hard to get in touch with, let me know if it's a problem You can hit me for some work, what you want? Bitch, I got it All flavors, different colors, bitch, the trap came with options Plugged in with all the scripts, niggas thought I knew the doctors Nigga, I know all the takers, plugged in with the robbers (Plugged in with the robbers) Yeah

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  • Eastside Reup