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letra de throw it down - a. swiss

chorus:
no matter where we go b-tch we throw it down
money power respect aiming for the triple crown
wrecking sh-t turning tables run u outta town
standing bove the rest like a pitcher on the mound
pitcher on the mound, pitcher pitcher on the mound
pitcher on the mound, pitcher pitcher on the mound
no matter where we go b-tch we throw it down
standing bove the rest like a pitcher on the mound

verse 1: a.swiss
looking at this rap game and there’s a lotta chocolate
so how’s a white rapper supposed to come in here and make a profit
b-tches all around me hugh heffner in the office
there dripping when there around me like a leaky faucet
born and raised in the 856 call it south jersey
where we got a lotta att-tude and the dancings dirty
fake personalities like their skin, call it spray tan
so dam fake their id’s don’t even scan
i’m wildn’ out, cuz the dogs are out
newly single new beginnings watch me sprout
cuz right now i’m at the top of my game, mike trout
you rappers in the underground think your hard sh-t
because you wear baggy clothing and lie about moving bricks
you’ll always be a spec in this world your like a tick
i wouldn’t even want your main chick as my side chick
stubborn as an ox, abs hard like a rock
the only time my watch reads is getting p-ssy o’clock

chorus

verse 2: a.swiss
good support system but i rap when i know i don’t gotta
cuz my raps rhymes lines better than yours so much hotta
motha f-ckas are such p-ssies these days but its not a shocka
i’m pounding 40’s while u softies drinking rum chatta
gotta fresh cut my sleeves cut and my heart cut into two
the end of my relationship fuels my rapping break through
everyone who says i can’t are invisible to me, their see through
dipping into the rap game for the first time call it fondue
i can rap to this i can rap to that
i eat rappers for breakfast but don’t call me fat
your best lines to me sound like chit chat
ill walk all over these rappers like a welcome mat
thin wrists, thick arms, but i don’t want no trouble
barging through this verse like a building turned into ruble
no other rappers have the flow or the rhythm to spit rhymes like i do there is no stunt double
i’ll be the one wreaking havoc up in this b-tch we call it football and i forced you to fumble
good looking with raps like no other with a body that makes girls drool it is hard to be humble
i know i can make it with patience and hard work i can see a light at the end of the tunnel

chorus

outro

- a swiss

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