Swing It

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[Intro: VonOff1700] Hold on, okay, for real Free my hood, nigga, fuck your hood, nigga I'm still on the Ave where it's all good, nigga Tell the opps post they side, we gon' pull up and kill all they ass Okay, nigga (For real, for real) [Verse 1: VonOff1700] Hold on, slow this bitch down, unlock my door, I'm finna swing this bitch (I'm finna bounce on him) Dude ass died eatin' chips comin' out of the store, I know you seen that shit (His bitch ass) I was chasin' him down, bullets was hittin' his body, the nigga was sayin' he quit (The nigga said, "I quit," shit) Tryna jump in the streets and you don't know shit 'bout the beef, your ass gon' die too quick (Dumbass) Put the 10 M down, had to go pick up my 9, that bitch got too much kick (For real) Just money on clothes, should've went and bought him a gun, his dumb ass died in Ricks Your dumb ass was likin' his picture, now you gotta get it, you put yourself in the mix (Your dumb ass) Just got a lo' on an opp, call up Faro, we finna pick up Slick (I'm finna go get 'em, I'm thirsty) Bitch, I got my name from robbin' niggas and shootin' this bitch 'til it click (For real, go ask) Got a switch on thе back, put me a grip on the front, so I'm holdin' this bitch when it glitch (So I'm shootin' this bitch whеn it glitch, brrt) If we like it, we take it, please don't come 'round fakin', talkin' to snatch your kit (Okay) Don't be ridin' 'round with your bitch or your kids, we killin' whoever you with (For real) This how it go, Big Opp, slow this bitch down, I'm finna swing my door (Okay, alright) Slick bounce out on left, I bounce out on the right, his dumb ass think he low (Come on, come on, alright, go) Slick so thirsty to shoot, slow the fuck down, I'm tryna get up close (Slow down, for real, alright) He ain't see it comin', me and Slick ran up dumpin', we left his shit on the floor (Brrt, dumbass) [Verse 2: Big Opp] Swing my door When shots get fired, everybody get low Bail out the V, I'ma chase somethin' down, niggas duckin' and divin' all over the floor Let me know if it's smoke 'cause we blow that the most We killin' our opps and we fuckin' they hoes Twenty years old, but I'm somethin' like a vet, I been catchin' hats, but I want me some more Got a drop on a nigga, finna pick up Von We chasin' shit down, lil' nigga, don't run He caught a face shot when he stepped out the door, but he couldn't shoot back 'cause he didn't have his gun Roll up the opps, put them in the pack, I see 'em and kill 'em, I do it for fun Big Opp this and Big Opp that, they say they gon' kill me, they not on a crumb I had a Drac' and Slick had a switch, we shot his ass up from his face to his arm Von bailed out with an ARP and finished him off, so I knew he was done Von, swing that door, Slick, swing that door, I'ma swing my door, we gon' bail out blowin' I fucked his ho, Slick fucked his ho, Von fucked his ho, that lil' bitch goin' [Verse 3: MAF Teeski] Yeah, when we pull up, we don't shoot out cars, we swingin' doors (We swingin' doors) Bitch, what I tote up on my side'll turn you to a ghost (You know that) I know why these niggas mad, 'cause Big Scoom poppin' shit the most (Poppin') No, we can't chill, whenever we get done fuckin', bitch, you gotta go (Bitch, you gotta go) Yeah, you want smoke, then blow (Blow) Big 4K, them niggas hoes (Niggas hoes) Hit they shit with a button, you heard that, "Brrt" soon as I swung my door (Brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt) We up in this fin-fin, gloves and mask, he scared to drop the lo' (Gloves and mask) We can donate money and guns (You know that) to all my opps 'cause they ass poor (They ass broke) Nah, I don't too much play with niggas, I'll get on your ass for crackin' a joke (For crackin' a joke, nigga) You know I got Big Opp on my side with a button and Drac', nigga, watch your approach (With a button and Drac', watch your approach) Yeah, yeah, you can catch a shot (You can catch a shot) Two, three Glocks, ain't no more parole, I'm slidin' with my jocks (You know that) I'm with Von, if I tell him to, he gon' put you in a box (Box 'em) Swing that door, I'm steady tryna, but whole time, my shit was locked (Fuck) Swing that door, the first nigga that got out blowin', it was Big Opp (Bop) I love choppers, every time you let off the Drac', you see a spark (Grrah)
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Credits
- Writers
- VonOff1700
- MAF Teeski
- Big Opp