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(Big Moe)
Swingers, and droppers, Southside We`re gonna ball baby, living so lavishly And you know that I`ll, grab and break Wreckshopping all night long baby Swing on 4`s with me [Verse 1] Swing 4`s with me, come roll with me As the po-po, cause I`ma flow the tree Make tracks stop, beating up the block Ass end hop on the 4`s and chop Can`t let these haters take what I got Blue and frail, fresh out the shop Some gone bop, the lighters gone light That`s why I keep glocks with infrared dots No time to plex, got to push the lex Keep them diamonds shining round my neck Shots of chrome while I`m on the phone Popping legs walking in my home Walking through the doors, on marble floors Chandeliers and studios Got to pimp the pen, when I`m in the wind And swanging 4`s with optimos [Hook - 2x] Swang on 4`s with me, and I like it Shoes finest on my rims cause I swing on 4`s Swang on 4`s with me, oooooh-oh-oh-oh-oh Shoes finest on my rims cause I swing on 4`s [Z-Ro] Oooooooh I`m one swinger, with wood grain All on my dash, when I pass I`m looking oh so clean Oooooone in the chaaamber they must be Out of their minds if they`re trying to take my bitch from me I won`t be taken, releasing shots from my gun Ain`t the one to get took off my four Cause I know these jackers be waiting That`s why I`m strapped at all times, I think you better let go [Hook - 2x] [Z-Ro] Bubble lights they shining bright, bull-guard in the turning lane I`ma rock candy coat, then I`ma play with a remote working with wood grain Z-Ro gone bleed the block not with the rocks, I bleed red like the flesh It ain`t no more hoops, just candy Coupes rings filed in the STS Little young got a gun and beam, and I make you scream I work too hard when I grind, for niggas that wanna take my shit And niggas will get hit, I promise these fellas gone mind If I got to pull my piece to make a hater retreat Then I`ma focus on taking him out with red dots, they will smell It in the wind `fore they try to move in I`m busting in the parking lot In a big body Dave & Taylor ain`t no haunt day Going the wrong way on the one way, screams falling Like rain drops, they gonna try to take me one day But I`m armed and dangerous, eliminated the plex When it came to us unlike these muts I ain`t no bust, riding on 94`s and the game to us Realizing that there ain`t no changing us, re-arranging us Homicide be naming us, drunk too many 4`s now there ain`t no waking up And ghetto hoes be paging us, and steady broads be claiming us But I`ma hit my switch, drop the top and unlock my kid From South coast to a million copies, we swinging bitch [Hook - 2x]
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