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vonoff1700, maf teeski & nolimit faro – swing it كلمات اغاني

[intro: vonoff1700]
hold on, okay, for real
free my hood, n_gga, f_ck your hood, n_gga
i’m still on the ave where it’s all good, n_gga
tell the opps post they side, we gon’ pull up and k!ll all they ass
okay, n_gga (for real, for real)

[verse 1: vonoff1700]
hold on, slow this b_tch down, unlock my door, i’m finna swing this b_tch (i’m finna bounce on him)
dude ass died eatin’ chips comin’ out of the store, i know you seen that sh_t (his b_tch ass)
i was chasin’ him down, bullets was hittin’ his body, the n_gga was sayin’ he quit (the n_gga said, “i quit,” sh_t)
tryna jump in the streets and you don’t know sh_t ’bout the beef, your ass gon’ die too quick (you dumbass)
put the ten m down, had to go pick up my nine, that b_tch 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 (you dumbass)
just got a lo’ on the opps, call up faro, we finna pick up sl!ck (i’m finna go get ‘еm)
b_tch, i got my name from robbin’ n_ggas and shootin’ this b_tch ’til it cl!ck (for real, go ask)
got a switch on the back, put mе a grip on the front, so i’m holdin’ this b_tch when it glitch (so i’m shootin’ this b_tch when it glitch, brrt)
if we like it, we take it, please don’t come ’round fakin’, talkin’ to sn_tch your kit (okay)
don’t be ridin’ ’round with your b_tch or your kids, we k!llin’ whoever you with (for real)
this how it go, big opp, slow this b_tch down, i’m finna swing my door (alright)
sl!ck bounce out on left, i bounce out on the right, his dumb ass think he low (come on, come on, alright, go)
sl!ck so thirsty to shoot, slow the f_ck down, i’m tryna get up close (slow down, for real, alright)
he ain’t see it comin’, me and sl!ck ran up dumpin’, we left his sh_t on the floor (brrt, dumbass)

[verse 2: nolimit faro]
swing my door
when shots get fired, everybody get low
bail out the v, i’ma chase somethin’ down, n_ggas duckin’ and divin’ all over the floor
let me know if it’s smoke ’cause we blow that the most
we k!llin’ our opps and we f_ckin’ 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 n_gga, finna pick up von
we chasin’ sh_t down, lil’ n_gga, 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 k!ll ’em, i do it for fun
big opp this and big opp that, they say they gon’ k!ll me, they not on a crumb
i had a drac’ and sl!ck 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, sl!ck, swing that door, i’ma swing my door, we gon’ bail out blowin’
i f_cked his ho, sl!ck f_cked his ho, von f_cked his ho, that lil’ b_tch goin’
[verse 3: maf teeski]
yeah, when we pull up, we don’t shoot out cars, we swingin’ doors (swingin’ doors)
b_tch, what i tote up on my side’ll turn you to a ghost (you know that)
i know why these n_ggas mad, ’cause big scoom poppin’ sh_t the most (poppin’)
no, we can’t chill, whenever we get done f_ckin’, b_tch, you gotta go (b_tch, you gotta go)
yeah, you want smoke, then blow (blow)
big 4k, them n_ggas hoes (n_ggas hoes)
hit they sh_t with a b_tton, 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 n_ggas, i’ll get on your ass for crackin’ a joke (for crackin’ a joke, n_gga)
you know i got big opp on my side with a b_tton and drac’, n_gga, watch your approach (b_tton 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 sh_t was locked (f_ck)
swing that door, the first n_gga that got out blowin’, it was big opp (bop)
i love choppers, every time you let off the drac’, you see a spark (grrah)

- vonoff1700 maf teeski nolimit faro

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