Luyện nghe bài hát My Swag

You get your swagger together, nigga, get your suitcase
Starts on the inside, ya dig, I don't need mine, I got where we goin
If you don't love you can't love nobody
Keep up, nigga, I love myself, you gon' to travel, ladies
You go and get Mack diesel, right

I'm the man from to way out in Cali
me in New York, I'm on the way to Miami
I be in Hawaii then me in Paris
I be at barely, I'll sleep when I'm buried

What I need some sleep This dope got me geeked up
I went to and made a mil' in a week, bro
niggaz can't keep up when they see me in London
So I go out in Ibiza, that time I sleep for

Bout three days, maybe youll see me in
With Jean and a selection of ladies
But my folk got workin like they back in the eighties
See the money's move me, conversation don't phase me

Tell 'em why cause I around the world
Traveled the seas and I be
Poppin bottles with so you can find me
Flyin high, smokin trees

around the world
They callin me, they call me
Paparazzi, they be follow me, all be
Hopin that get a shot of me

It's my swag, they what's so special 'bout him?
Why they ain't sellin records like Tell 'em
It's my swag, how he always look so
And why everybody do he do, so

Gotta be my swag, they wonder why he wear his hat like
When girls see him why they act like that? Aye, I don't
It's my swag, for reason all the real niggaz love him
Even though their girlfriend fuck him
I guess, gotta be my

money in Frisco, wearin my raincoat
See I'm gettin wet and this in the same boat
I came in the game slow, they act they ain't know
That I wasn't leave until I got what I came fo'

I still complain though as long as I ain't broke
I came a long way but, shawty, ain't changed though
I still let the tool go, get it confused, bro
Run up on me wrong, now what you think do, bro?

you to your maker then go to Jamaica
Or to Cabo, I chill at my condo
My is perfect, hatin on me ain't worth it
Guarantee you, boy, the my turf if that hurts

Tell 'em why cause I been around the
the seven seas and I be
Poppin bottles with celebrities so you can me
Flyin high, smokin trees

Girls around the
They callin me, they call me
Paparazzi, they be me, they all be
Hopin that get a shot of me

It's my swag, they wonder what's so 'bout him?
Why they ain't records like him? Tell 'em
It's my swag, how he look so cool?
And why everybody do he do, so

Gotta be my swag, wonder why he wear his hat like that?
When girls see him why they act like that? Aye, I know
It's my swag, for some reason all the real love him
Even though their girlfriend fuck him
I guess, gotta be my

Regardless haters say I'm as real as they come
I'm chasin paper, baby, however it come
I'm singin a and movin yay by the ton
You seen a nigga gettin money so young

How I get the pen all the way to Berlin
I've to Switzerland, skiing and pimpin, goin again
It ain't nothin to me in the south of France
In a coffee shop dro in Amsterdam

It ain't to fly all the way to Dubai
St. Barts, St. Lucia, any day we can try
G-5 to and they say I'ma lie
I'ma ball like a dog the day that I die

Tell 'em why cause I been the world
Traveled the seas and I be
Poppin bottles with celebrities so you can me
Flyin high, smokin better

Girls around the
They keep callin me, call me
Paparazzi, be follow me, they all be
Hopin that get a shot of me

It's my swag, wonder what's so special 'bout him?
Why they ain't records like him? Tell 'em
my swag, how he always look so cool?
And why do what he do, so

Gotta be my swag, wonder why he wear his hat like that?
When girls see him why they act that? Aye
It's my swag, for some reason all the niggaz love him
Even though girlfriend wanna fuck him
I guess, be my swag

This is impeccable
You couldn't duplicate this if I told you how to, man
Ha, y'all, niggaz, up
By the time you get to Puerto Rico, my nigga, be in Cuba

By the time you get to Cuba I'll be in
By the time you get to Haiti I'll be way in Africa, man
You know what Im South of France in my land, man
The my turf, my nigga