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Ke-vin E-le-ven Hun-dred
Ke-vin E-le-ven Hun-dred
Ke-vin E-le-ven Hun-dred
Ke-vin E-le-ven Hun-dred
Ooooooh Ooooh (Ooooooh Ooooh) Ooooooh Ooooh (Ooooooh Ooooh)
Aaaahhh Aaaahhh, (Aaaahhh Aaaahhh) Aaaahhh Aaaahhh Aah Aaaahhh
Ooooo Aaahhhh Ooooo Aaaaah Ooooo Aaaaah Ah
Ke-vin E-le-ven Hun-dred
Swaaag Killaaaahhh, Swaaag Killaaaahhh
Swag Killa, Swag Killa, Swag Killa, Swag Killa
Swag Killa, Swag Killa, Swag Killa, Swag Killa, Soooooo-wag Killa
Welcome to the south nigga, Where triggers get squeezed (squeezed)
See I been rollin’ through my hood, waving at the white folks
They starin’ ‘cause I’m rolling on D-U-Bs
And they hearin’ every jam that I been blaring from the jeep
I swear that I’m the man, I’m declaring I’m a g
Every woman with a man be comparing him to me
My only rival is an iron, only idle when I’m driving
Suicidal be the doors, the car be looking like it’s flying
At this moment I’m the realest nigga ever
With big’ol cohones in my pants, I’m a real bold fella
Skitcha Records go erra’ erra’ erra’
But make no mistake, the realest niggas ever
If you think I copped your style then I hope you got a new one
And a new attitude, you could use one
Ain’t lived in the hood since I was little though
Still a giant in these streets know the O.G. code
Going colossal on these beats fee fie Figaro
Niggas know I’m a problem in my neighborhood
Hopped up off the porch, been rolling with the big dogs
Know a lot of homies, and a few be toting Sig Sauers
Prolly at the store getting zig zags
If your granny ever trip then we might push her wig back
We’re really respectable, rhymes are delectable
Flexing in the booth while you’re working on your 6-pack
And that’s heavy artillery, killing your speakers straight through your auxillaries
New hoes be feeling me, old ones be hatin’
Cuz they standing in the back while the front going crazy
But we don’t ever save them
(Swaaag Killaaaahhh, Swaaag Killaaaahhh)
My granny still ain’t in no hover round
My granny still ain’t in no… My granny still ain’t in no
My granny still ain’t in no hover round
My granny still ain’t in no… My granny still ain’t in no
MY granny still ain’t in no hover round
My other grands prolly still hover ‘round
Brought Reign in the game, now we cover ground
With cover girls making a whole bunch of other sounds
Heavy artillery, killing your speakers straight through your auxiliaries
New hoes be feeling me, old ones be hating
‘Cause they standing in the back, while the front going crazy
But we don’t ever save them
Too much money to be making
Raised in a nation of dangerous places
Where Jays on the feet of the sleep niggas waking
To 21st century beats on the faders
Still got soul, so we don’t need saving
Can’t keep it real if my language ain’t flagrant
Had to take it back to the basics
Tightened up my laces, got accelerating
Let a hater hate ‘cause they ain’t participating
Shit, I’m finna be a superstar in China
Stunting in Amurdica, at least the Yin real though
The government’s corrupt; niggas don’t be giving a f*ck
We just be acting like we chill yo, for real though
And I’ve been this way since ya’ll were doing the heel toe
Cutting grass, stacking mad bills in my bill fold
Shutting down the plant in my steel toes
Then I got a plan and some real goals
Get money kick it with my team like a field goal
And now I live in wish-a-nigga-woods
Just living life like every nigga should
Chill real good
And Prolly still killin’ roaches in them new neighborhoods
And Prolly still killin’ roaches in them new neighborhoods
And Prolly still killin’ roaches in them new neighbor… hoods
Swagzillaaaa… Swag killer

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