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letra de i swear - cap-1

[chorus: cap-1 & young dolph]
got a studio jumpin like the trap
couple of my partners servin crack
couple of my n-ggas wearin packs
got a n-gga [?] strap
all my n-ggas all about the money
all my n-ggas all about the money
all my n-ggas all about the money
pull up, you can tell me what you wanted
i sware
i sware to being a real n-gga till my last breath
n-gga i sware
i sware it ain’t that many real n-ggas out here
n-gga i sware [?] leave till there’s nothing left
n-gga i sware
i sware, yeah i sware

[verse 1: cap-1]
sware to tell the whole truth, sware to god i ain’t lying
[?] pull up
b-tch ain’t f-cking, ain’t sucking, [?] n-gga i sware
sware ain’t got no more feelings [?] these hoes [?]
hit the strip club, get to throwing up the bucks
everything i wanted, man i got it in the clutch
n-gga i sware
my partners loaded up with pistols
got 40’s with 30’s, we trapping them birdies
get it while it’s early
[?] bout to serve me
n-gga i sware
[?] thumbing through the check
[?]
pull up in the hood, with the foreigns i flex
n-gga i sware
n-gga i sware
[?] shoot a hundred at your ano fare
front door or back door, n-gga i don’t care
boyfriend a lame, tell that n-gga he a square
step out the booth, play right there
thumbing through a check, got a hundred k large
realest n-gga in here, man them other n-ggas frauds
n-gga i sware
[chorus: cap-1 & young dolph]
got a studio jumpin like the trap
couple of my partners servin crack
couple of my n-ggas wearin packs
got a n-gga [?] strap
all my n-ggas all about the money
all my n-ggas all about the money
all my n-ggas all about the money
pull up, you can tell me what you wanted
i sware
i sware to being a real n-gga till my last breath
n-gga i sware
i sware it ain’t that many real n-ggas out here
n-gga i sware [?] leave till there’s nothing left
n-gga i sware
i sware, yeah i sware

[verse 2: young dolph]
n-gga i sware
my trap boomin, your b-tch choosen
told her meet me at the room right quick so i can [?]
you out here loving these b-tches, i’m out here d-gg-n these b-tches
too focused on this paper, to these b-tches, two middle fingers up
f-ck all these b-tches
my n-gga i sware money is the only thing i think about
too much syrup and herb, [?] bleeding out
told my plug i need it now
it’s time to [?] feed the town
you know it’s good weed in the air
lotta money in the building when we around
n-gga i sware
i sware [?] h-ll
all of my n-ggas keep something for sale
tryna stack a mill and stay out of jail
money is the ruler [?]
[?] trappin in h-ll
spending money everywhere that i go
i can’t stop leaving paper trails
it’s dolph
[chorus: cap-1 & young dolph]
got a studio jumpin like the trap
couple of my partners servin crack
couple of my n-ggas wearin packs
got a n-gga [?] strap
all my n-ggas all about the money
all my n-ggas all about the money
all my n-ggas all about the money
pull up, you can tell me what you wanted
i sware
i sware to being a real n-gga till my last breath
n-gga i sware
i sware it ain’t that many real n-ggas out here
n-gga i sware [?] leave till there’s nothing left
n-gga i sware
i sware, yeah i sware

- cap 1

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