Lyrics:
or gunmen
(RAGS) So when man was old enough to roll
You dun know what I done then
(rags! rags! rags! rags! rags)
(rags! rags! rags! rags! rags)
How long ya
Swizzy, need y'all to take y'all rags out, man, T.I
And let it swang, swang, swang, swang
Let it swang, swang, swang, swang
Alright, okay, I don't
Whoo! Whoo!
Swizzy
Need y'all t take y'all rags out man
T.I.
And let it swang
Swang
Swang
Swang
Let it swang
Swang
Swang
Alright (alright) okay
Whoo! Whoo!
Swizzy
Need y'all t take y'all rags out man
T.I.
And let it swang
Swang
Swang
Swang
Let it swang
Swang
Swang
Alright (alright) okay
Swing ya rag
[Introduction]
Woo! (Zay!)
Need y'all to take y'all rags out, man (The Pied Phifer!)
cnd let it swing, swing, swing, swing
Let it
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
cool-cool with you
Chilling cool-cool with you
Pants sagging, rag dragging, do my gangbang with you
Groovy nigga, jumped off of the peg
Forced by my
Swing first, I'mma destroy
You a curse, I'mma B. Boy!
Cherried up, got 'em P'noid
Let the whole world know, I'm a B. Boy!
I watched Snoop do it, he
but them niggaz on wait
Tey get beat like hussein by tis gangbang track
Young hustler, geyda pusher, leg crusher
Nigga make way for this
but them niggaz on wait
Tey get beat like hussein by tis gangbang track
Young hustler, geyda pusher, leg crusher
Nigga make way for this
and all the niggas you claim to
Came were trained by the weak
Double up ya power
Gotta compile it to fuck with me (Ah)
Made it clear like a squeegee
goes, if ya snooze ya loose
And I won't be aimin' when the oozy ooze
Got em' runnin' for the hills
Style steady truckin' like eighteen wheels
Do got
do-rag under my fitted
And I don't even want waves, Timbs be halfway new
That's Sheek in the dress-up club 'cause I don't fuck with shoes
And for my
do-rag under my fitted
And I don't even want waves, Timbs be halfway new
That's Sheek in the dress-up club 'cause I don't fuck with shoes
And for my
mugging ya
I can walk on stilts 900 feet high
And than drop a dart down straight into your eye
Well I'm Shaggy Shaggs, I went from rags to rags
As this G shit begin, put this product placement on your chin
The realest nigga breathing, y'all pretend
Real crippy since I hopped off the swing
With my
As this G s*** begin, put this product placement on your chin
The realest n**** breathing, y'all pretend
Real crippy since I hopped off the swing
With my
Hittin bone by the deep freezer head cocked to the side tongue hanging like a cheap sneaker
Getting bent off a cheap liter, chloroform in a rag then hit ya
out teeth.
Twenty-one years young and I got the knack.
(You got it!) To attack, and scoop girls like a set of jacks.
Rough rhymes that rag any rap
these rags to riches
I can show you how to bag these bitches
First rule, mind ya business
Next rule, diamonds glisten
Next rule, gold pissing
Next rule
with a profound sound
And Diamond J spins the records 'round
Yo I'ma rag and tag then I'ma bury you
Step back and clear the path for the Grand Imperial
and kick it wit' me for a minute
Y'know what I'm sayin', come and ride wit' ya boy man, Hey!
Y'all ready know what it is, hey,
We gone swing by some
heard, go and spread the word
If you been shot by us, then that's what ya deserve
We stay ghetto, not suburb, dress superb
Keep birds in the cage wit
out to bash, beats and, drop snares
Crush tables and smash up chairs, YEAH
So consider me on a rampage
I spread out and hit ya like a sawed off twelve
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