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letra de street luv - sway

verse 1 (sway)

-clears throat-

my n-ggas play their role like denzel
play any role as long as the team winning ,if you hit us up we spinning back. 10 toes we never lack
winning numbers on your head 4,5,6 that’s a headcrack! you be talking to cops i be talking to criminals. how you wanna pop but be doing the minimal? we was riding with bb’s before we had the real guns. practice aim now is good aim so if you want fame, we shoot you once. im odell with the catch i make it look easy when i chase the cat. in my fridge found out my girl was the only snack, n-ggas hate hearing facts! they double tap on ig i double tap the trigger, i f-cked your b-tch in gucci slippers. never did a bid and never got booked, listening to my songs i promise ill have a n-gga hooked! pulled up with 3 lions had these n-ggas shook! running back to their hiding spot like roaches when they looked. if you know me i’m a get it regardless, been through so much darkness i’m heartless. these n-ggas dogs so i’ll leave you bark less

hook (sway)

ny streets turned me into a ny beast
if he wasn’t from our block we robbed him for his ny feets
love or hate it, we grew up in the ny streets
sh-t fed me when i had nothing to eat, we got that love for the streets(2x)

verse 2 (sha.hef)

hit the 2 4 cop some toe from the ocky! got a spanish b-tch, everyday she call me papi! rolling up a spliff , lungs busting its a hottie! if he talking crazy, n-gga must not know my body. im wildin 40k all on my neck little b-tch yea i’m styling. l!cking on my bezel , diamonds bussing sh-t is timeless. and i’m geeked up cooling with my feet up i can’t trust a soul no! i can’t love no skeezer. couple n-ggas hating but i know they want to be us! beat the b-tch back up made the p-ssy have a seizure, and she loving that. spin on our block miss a shot then we double back, like n-gga where my money at? like what you talking? pull up on a n-gga , headstone now he in a coffin. couple shots to a n-gga chest now he coughing! now we at the funeral , watching your mom cry while she’s f-cking viewing you

hook (sway)

verse 3 (bagboypesos)

theres no love in these streets i’m just trying to get my money up
stacking all my breech sun down till the sun is up. why you b-tches talking on my name like y’all wanna f-ck? why y’all n-ggas always want some clout until these guns is up? yea a n-gga c-cky your b-tch tryin to top me. jicking through the function pass the opps like do you copy?!! i move doley cuz i do sh-t like i’m rocky , all you n-ggas fake like some money that been copied. if you want to smoke with me it gotta be a hottie!!! moving on the block with some bosses right by the ockys.(?) she like the way i move so she on my body. i only want the spits , so she gotta do it sloppy. all this sh-t i did it turned me into a demon! had to throw on the bubble the streets is too anemic. don’t conversate with birds these n-ggas are always tweeting. throw them in the pot cook him up now he beefing. why y’all n-ggas always throwing shade y’all not outside? i just smoked these j’s to the face till i’m on cloud 9. b-tches really be on my f-cking page screaming that you fine! im a keep making these plays till i f-cking die. pesos!

- sway

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