Luyện nghe bài hát Swang

(Fat Pat)
N****z betta see a roll
down and I'm rollin' on 84's

(Fat Pat)
Swang-swang and I swang and I swang to the
my trunk yep, yep, yep, yep (x4)

1 (Trae)
I'ma swang I'm a slab lean to the left
Pop my trunk and show what I'm about so Houston, Texas be felt
I'm a vet so it's automatic when I be my wide frame
4-4's to 24's I'm to glide man
Like a pimp without the numbers so fly when I slide man
Plus I'm lethal fully loaded no takin' my ride man
We
And it too much you can do to stop us
Don't try to knock us cuz these diamonds got boppas jock us
We the best and what we gon' be and haters know it
So haters hate us to and I know cuz these haters show it
I only ride alone so can picture me rollin'
And for them jackers thinkin' fly just what I be holdin'
Them hollow points'll make you picture just how they'll be foldin'
A few of them'll have you leakin' you dead or you swollen
But I ride like the law
Floatin' everything
I'm Screwed Up Click until it's over fresh off the chain
Beat the

(Fat Pat)

2 (Big Hawk)
I'ma swang and I swang and I swang to the
Pop my trunk for Fat death
I would give my last if I could bring you back
Bring Screw
Matter bring the whole crew back
Only God can do that so I'ma it alone
on
Groovin' to this song
I'm cruisin'
Still got a Screw on
Still in the
Wishin' Blunt was home
Ridin' on
with my bub lights on
Ridin'
east of the astrodome
I'm Fat Pat's
It's J go see own
His heartbeat through my flesh and bone
Flippin' with
Mobbin' MLK
He's blue up with
On tint on southern deuce
Dub K
Chiefin' on lovely
And we on the boulevard ugly
We

(Fat Pat)

3 (Trae)
ABN is my type of nature my understanding is
Stacks in the back of a on this glass you finna see me struttin'
Cuttin' on a daily basis
Move fast like Kanye West samples when I be chasin'
I'm to tip like a waiter when I be leaned to the left
I brung the city through the dark with a fifth of boppers and
I'm ABN the Impala 67 Chevy be
Invisible set displayed everytime they me grinnin'
Off in they face it ain't too that they can do to a G
But try to me
second due to the fact who I be
And it don't me
Cuz I be toppin' my game
Just don't off the side of my range I might be leavin' a stain
my slab or beam
N****z gon' that we gangsta
T-Shirt and Dickies plus the kicks I lace up for you wankstas
is still the same
I be so loud I bang
And thanks to Screw and P-A-T we got 'em our slang huh

4 (Pimp C)
I'm a Screwed Up strictly rollin' red
Every time we hit the parkin' lot we turn
I've been watched by parole, task force, and by the
Cuz they know I got 'em for 10 and know the game ain't dead
too late
I'm deep up in it ain't nuthin' me scary
in the club try'na find me somethin' hairy
at the bar
Smokin' on the
Since I home from the pen seems like everybody know me
You got lots of when you up and when you ballin'
Just like Pookey all the started callin'
see the diamonds and the Bentley and the candy thing
They know I'm mob stompin' Texas they know that I'm rollin' with
They know it's UGK for life and that I'm down Bun
They we grindin' b***h'll hitcha with another one
UGK records right now we need distribution
Since Laura Rebel the pimp is goin' down in Houston

(x2) (Fat Pat)

(Fat Pat)
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