WESTSIDE BOOGIE (feat. DJTY INFAMOUS)

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KING SWIFT

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Yeah, yeah, yeah. That's right. That's right. That's right
New rhyme cinema in this muthafucka
I tell you the truth, New Rhyme Cinema the label and group
We rolling up the kush as we bail in the Coupe
Ty, this beat so dope that you could sell it to Snoop
I flame up the Jane, i stay in my lane
With a joystick in my hand that came with the game
So don't play with me mane, i got three bad bitches
And they ages the same
Bro blessed me with the diamond charm that came with the chain
We in a dangerous game, so stick to r&b
That's if you able to sing
Cause the same muthafuckas that's dapping you up
Come sliding through the back door capping you up
You was only in the game trying to grab a few bucks
Flow hard like tackling Gronk
In the back of the trunk, i got four eighteens
Sound like wrestling Hulk, spectacular funk, uhhh
Still crumbling erb, unless you wanna battle
Don't say a mumbling word
We stepping through the city like we coming to purge
Leave a pile of dead rappers right in front of the curb
Cause I'm really the GOAT
These rappers ain't better, they just really promote
They can show it on the Gram but they really be broke
How you call yourself a rapper with no lyrical quotes
You can roll my shit and smoke it this is really good dope
The sticky icky ickiest
Can't pass the eighty to Joe, he was the pickiest
Anything less than Dro, he wouldn't hit the shit
Don't pass the sack to bink he was the trickiest
He would pinch a nick up out your dub
He would sneek your bitch up out the club
I'm just showing all my niggas love
All my niggas on the Westside throwing up the dub
I'm blowing pressure in a Maybach
Behind five percent tint i know ya'll muthafuckas hate that
I been the shit since way back
I could Jeopardize the game like my name was Pat Sajack
I got the gift, gimmie that bomb beat from Inf
And I'll hit the studio and I'll burn one with Swift
Ya'll busters better recognize
We don't roll like a mob, we a enterprise
Getting money on the back end
Cause every show that we rock it be stacked up and packed in
Ain't no room for no stand in
If they getting out of line, knots landing, slamming
It's boss life til i d.i.e
I spit nothing but the truth on the m.i.c
Player haters try to run, and mess with me
But they all get punched in the e.y.e
Straight up

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