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swa x clakka younginz - stay silent كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: 2ty]
it’s your boy, 2ty from the southwest of sydney
2560, you’ll know where i’ll be, c_town to rosey, down to the mac
minto from ingleburn down to the shack
so you better step back, when i come through and i preach
’cause if i see my ops out on these streets i’ma put that b_tch in a box six feet
no f_cks around, only f_ck with real g’s
if you wanna put it to the test, i’ll have a souvenir straight through your chest
while the boys in the back screaming out, “f_ckin’ oath, southwest, southwest, southwest”
no joke, ’cause i ain’t here for the clout or the fame
’cause everybody wants to sound the same
i’ma change the game, 2ty’s the name
talk that sh_t, watch my shotgun go…

[verse 2: azzar60]
i’m big and bad like biggzy but i be hitting harder than ruiz
’cause when i step on the scene and they know who i be, i be making noise out the sixty
i be grinding every day ’till they tell me it’s time
step on the field with the brothers by my side
we making them hits like my name was matai ’cause then we jet like it was a drive_by
it’s nothing big, nothing major
make them moves, get that paper
we do it real swiftly, you know it comes easily, it’s the boys from the five, nine down to the sixty
pull out the fists like ali
sounding like a b_tch on jumanji
ain’t playing around on this track, g
so i put it all on this fat beat
i’ll gun lean on your fake sh_t, you got dropped up by my mate, b_tch
one, two to your face, dog, leave you crying to your mates, snitch
but that’s cool, i’ll kickback
i know this ain’t a diss track
but we going hard ’till the days are done, no folding now and i swear on my mum
get out the way, get out the way, it’s the boys from the swa
it’s time to play this game, we moving different, ain’t the same
your boys be faking, my team money_making, so you better stay in that lane
you looking for clout, we calling you out
left hook to your mouth

[chorus: ldeeze]
i ride or die for my hood
southwest sydney, tell ’em, what’s good
stay silent, stay put
stay violent, stay shhhhhh
i ride or die for my hood
southwest sydney, tell ’em, what’s good
stay silent, stay put
stay violent, stay shhhhhh

[verse 3: shiftyphilz]
you spit the sh_t, i spit facts
i run the ball, you kick back
i wasn’t born a driller, i was born a k!ller
just like me right now on this track
money moves coming from elijah
you want the bars, straight, ronza
we got the straps, already loaded back, waiting on the call of kymza
five secs ’till your death, headshots and no more chest
you can run your mouth and keep talk sh_t but when you’re rushed up, southwest
c_town come up with that smoke
lad, claymore up with that flame
out of the things that i missed but, cuz, i’ll never miss my aim
we never need no permissions, we taking trips to your system
what happened to them shank shives but now, working up in the kitchen (haha)
shanks, lad, we don’t need them, we left them dogs straight speechless
we keen for war set ready to brawl ’till the news say, “who’s missing”

[verse 4: ldeeze]
what you know ’bout rapping?
ldeeze spitting bars for the fans
double_tap if you like, stuff it
not doing it for the clout
but doing this sh_t ’cause i f_cking love it
me and my boys out here from the clakka younginz
running a muck but you boys be running
my boys out here, be ruthless
knuckling up while you boys gone toothless
this ain’t no fake sh_t or no gang sh_t
clakka younginz, lad, we know what the go is
they wanna talk sh_t, they can get a piece
ain’t talking ’bout gats and shiv, pick a time and place
we can buckle with the fist, f_ck around with me then i’ll put you on your knees
jay coming through with the banger and the beats
relaunch, when i with the boys we stay staunch
running amuck on the news
f_ck all the haters, only do it for the views
free funa, free none, free e
got my brothers all the way ’till i’m down, six feet
free the boys doing time for the set, didn’t know what they’ll get for something they regret (f_ck ya)

[outro: everyone]
south what?
southwest
south what?
southwest
south what?
southwest
south what?
southwest
(motherf_cker)

- swa x clakka younginz

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