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swishahouse - mag & killa lyrics
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the game is a struggle, we gotta get scrilla
f-ck the fame it’s a hustle, (it’s magno and killa)
when you see us at them shows, on 4’s or 24’s
pulling top notch hoes, (true hustlers get do’)
this game is a hustle, but mag’s on a money plot
catch me on a hundred blocks, entourage big but n-body do the bunny hop
and y’all think, the sun is hot
you ain’t seen sh-t, i stay swarmed by a hundred bops
getting crunk, whenever they see paper
can’t believe my wallet’s more swoll, than a.c. slater
and yours is low like screech, i got fo’ white freaks
in a black taurus, i’m the black zach morris
who has a colder flow, than my sh-t
my whip equipped with hot sh-t, radio flipping too a motorola sidekick
when it comes to fly sh-t, magno’s a pilot
since the last time that i spit, i just got harder
hop out white tee, s dot carter’s
b-tch pressed away the hate, so my chest got broader
the rest, got frauder
my paper bubble, courtesy of the hustle n-gg-
i’mma let the screens rain mayn, pop trunk and bang mayn
piece and chain hang, like i’m in a chain gang mayn
everytime i sw-ng bang, killa finna lane change
gripping on the grain, while i’m puffing on the jane mayn
on any track it’s a fact, killa bring the pain mayn
to these other cats, that’s trying to jack us for our slang mayn
so i’mma wreck and push eject, it’s time to change the game mayn
and bring the noise to these boys, that’s trying to claim my fame mayn
i’m flyer than a plane mayn, connected like a train mayn
boss hogg, swishahouse we well respected in this game mayn
don’t make me aim the thang mayn, and put it to your brain mayn
and turn you five-dolla dudes, into a pile of change mayn
killa kyleon flow is, hotter than a flame mayn
i’m blowing up, just like a pot of hot caine mayn
sick hustle game mayn, like i need medication
i keep haters heads turning, like a sw-nga’s rotation mayn
this is audio dope, a-1 no whip
uncut numb your tongue, after one song you sprung
inhale it hard enough, in one lung you done
and that’s as real as it get, i’m on the grind
i’m trying to stay up in the game, i can’t remain on the pine
and now-a-day’s a lot of n-gg-s, hating for real
cause i’m in front of cameras with the mic, like april o’neal
that’s why i stay strapped, for enemies
these days even your friends’ll do you in, ask patrick dennehey
n-gg-s swear they flow is colder than mine, before they heard it
now i got ’em sweating like kobe bryant, before the verdict
here’s a napkin -sswipe, now p-ss the mic
you should of known i control the streets, like traffic lights
money stretch, like elastic right
collection plate all flows, that’s a cl-ssic right ask your wife
but she might just say yeah, because i smashed iight
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