Swang Dine
Chief The Martian
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I can show you the sauce the drip Candy rain down on the flossed up Whipp Old school fishtailing too bad hella Felons Bad queen lean sipping codine trippy Shit Nigga trip I'm grain gripping so you Know I'm running with the stick Hit the switch and I'm gone I'm too Smooth for the glitch my nigga I'm Him Im highly fitted, hella Lifted, Godly Gifted And did I mention, my nigga I'm Next I don't need the digits I'm here to End i It, rebuild the city of hip hop I'm quite sure it's obvious So f*ck your lames in the industry I'm swinging down Put the guns down And show me what the hands could Do Stand up or lay down Do it now get it poppin like you Claim To do For a young nigga Swang dine I'm a misfit bandit Too much how in da f*ck could they Handle me I'm the illest or shenanigans or the Itch In your bandages Swang Dine My hit list is extravagant On the real I'm the certified advocate Young lords southernized is the Parliament Watch me triple up your double up All While I'm on my double cup nigga Talking shit Cuz they pissed that a Pamper or a cover up And I can give Motherfuck so f*ck nigga close your Mouth Or buckle and knuckle up Cuz I'm about to take you on a ride lil Nigga You see the shine this for real get the Picture I been humble to long you gone have To pay me a quarter mill just to be a Civil Fear looking in the mirror Cuz I see The soul of beast young killer And the Heart of black mamba baby swisher Fucka mic check, after this drop who Can really grade my literature Hit the gas and watch me Swang Swang dine Flip the script now my dick they Wanna gang bang now Ima Mac so f*ck off with that simp Shit clowns On the tip shawty like yeen came yet Wow So get hip to it cuz I'm about to get Rich to it Goodie mob rich to this ima big boi I bet three stacks 3 stacks Andre he Aint met another nigga as trill as this Mudd life that's straight out the South Gutta gutta Even when the sun shine I bring the Thunder My subs slanging heat like the Subway Toaster Swang down Swang low but don't Scrape the bumper Motherfucker lets get it how you Want it is how I deliver I was Martin all my life now I'm Malcolm no middle With a triple x tic tac toe oh yes I Remember Popping yo gums get you clapped F*ck A stripper I'm the one split yo wig and yo Temple I go up cuz I stayed down from Spring To the winter I'm popping right now f*ck a zit f*ck A pimple
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