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letra de swish pt. 2 - dj the rapper

[intro: dj the rapper]
ayy, yeah
pain before the fortune
yeah

[chorus: dj the rapper]
all we knew was pain before the fame and the fortune (before the fortune)
money ain’t a thing, spent 10k on some jordans (some jordans)
yeah, team full of shooters, we don’t miss, miss, miss (we never miss)
aiming at you, all you heard was swish, swish, swish
it ain’t gon’ slide, it ain’t gon’ slide, it ain’t gon’ slide (can’t let that slide)
we all gon’ ride, we all gon’ ride, we all gon’ ride (know we gon’ ride)
whole team full of shooters, never miss (we never miss)
aiming at you, only thing you heard was swish

[verse 1: dj the rapper]
where i’m from, we be thuggin’
don’t need no love and you get to running, you hear them shots (hear them shots)
we ’bout that action, we get to clapping, all y’all do is talk a lot (you talk a lot)
y’all be hiding, we be sliding, empty that clip then we spin the block (we spin the block)
just out the projects, used to willin’, now i got a song with lil top (let’s go)
call up my cousin and get the drop (we get the drop)
claim that you ’bout it, you better stop
said you gon’ take something from me? (from who?)
say “stop all that talking” but know you not
i’m straight from out of the streets
og pushing wok like they doing squats
and she steady ringing my phone, if she call again then she getting blocked
like i’m tryna see where the bread at (uh-huh)
he try me today, you know i don’t play, that’s gon’ be the place where he dead at
diss me and my name just for some fame
he knew he was done when he said that (bye, bye)
y’all running with 12, y’all gon’ tell
now we tryna see where the feds at (now we tryna see where the feds at), uh-huh
[chorus: dj the rapper]
all we knew was pain before the fame and the fortune (the fortune)
money ain’t a thing, spent 10k on some jordans (on some jordans)
yeah, team full of shooters, we don’t miss, miss, miss (we never miss)
aiming at you, all you heard was swish, swish, swish
it ain’t gon’ slide, it ain’t gon’ slide, it ain’t gon’ slide (that ain’t gon’ slide)
we all gon’ ride, we all gon’ ride, we all gon’ ride (we all gon’ ride)
whole team full of shooters, never miss (we never miss)
aiming at you, only thing you heard was swish

[verse 2: clever]
we just bullies on this playground, won’t let these b-tches slide
keep a tight grip on my right hip, my glock never switching sides
they talk sh-t about my goals, they standards never set so high
but all they bullsh-t could have wings, we just will not let that fly
i never get tired, i’m a tyrant
i ain’t caught me a charge, it ain’t violent
i’ma let you say all you could say and
i’ll give you 24 hours, just call it a day
i don’t run with too many, can’t trust ’em
i pull up with it, pull it out, and go walk with it
i’m tim duncan at the rip, dunkin’
f-ck it, another bucket

[chorus: dj the rapper]
all we knew was pain before the fame and the fortune
money ain’t a thing, spent 10k on some jordans
yeah, team full of shooters, we don’t miss, miss, miss
aiming at you, all you heard was swish, swish, swish (all you heard was swish)
it ain’t gon’ slide, it ain’t gon’ slide, it ain’t gon’ slide (can’t let that slide)
we all gon’ ride, we all gon’ ride, we all gon’ ride (we gotta ride)
whole team full of shooters, never miss (we can’t miss, yeah, yeah)
aiming at you, only thing you heard was swish
[verse 3: youngboy never broke again]
i’m tryna see where your head at
see that gang with them chains? i done lead that
n-ggas open they mouth but ain’t sayin’ sh-t
nba, bbg, that the same sh-t
when i pull out dior, then i step on the motor, young n-gga be hearing the engine switch
i be sipping that drank ’til i look like i’m dead, young n-gga, i be on that gremlin sh-t
i ain’t giving you sh-t, you a silly b-tch (uh-uh)
got a stick in the car, i go up with that (bop, bop, bop)
i go body for body, he say that he ’bout it
i’m never gon’ stop ’til i bus’ his ass
went to pushing a range instead of the jag
k!ll everything, run off with the stash
f-ck is you saying?
i don’t know nothing but get the cash
shawty ’round me for something, i just want the ass
i just hope he don’t interfere with the bag
we gon’ step ’em on scene and we leaving fast
when we catch him, we stretch him and do him bad

- dj the rapper

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