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letra de swift freestyle - swifty mcvay

[intro: swifty]
mcvay huh
dropping grenades pins on you motherf-ckers
(n-gg-, n-gg-, n-gg-, n-gg-)
dirty dozen (what, what, what, what)
who can f-ck with us (n-body-body-body)
f-ck y’all hoe -ss n-gg-s, ’cause y’all don’t mean sh-t to me
(y’all some hoes)
or any of my n-gg-s, flat out

[verse 1: swifty]
don’t let me do something medieval, where you can hardly walk
i hang with people that’ll eat your body parts
i’m lethal, on these streets, it ain’t peaceful
i can reach whoever that speak, i’ll be throwing the beef equal
if you don’t keep your heat close
i’ma hang you on a meat post and then expose you to these people
this ain’t even your occupation
when i’m in a deceitful situations, i’ma waste ’em, f-ck waiting
and if you wanna say something, b-tch then say it
you be sitting on your waist, go ahead, i ain’t playing
i hate men, you gotta problem wit’ it, n-gg-
i love women, but i socked the h-ll outta b-tch
when i confront it, they get wrecked at home, ticking me off like a metronome
bullets are flied through they flesh and bones
without a register chrome
it’s been embedded in n-gg-s heads they might as well leave swift the f-ck alone
you see what happened to cosby
you probably wouldn’t have [?] but ain’t no ducking and dodging me
i gets to f-cking you up constantly
every time i see you, you be thinking you got lots of beef
you m-ssengale motherf-ckers cannot compete
you g-y as h-ll, these are not your streets
so try to attack me
i’m bound to blow up like an iraqi n-gg- with a bomb strapped in back of me
i’m here to laugh at your agony
’cause actually this masterpiece gon’ have a lot of n-gg-s mad at me
i automatically blast your chest cavity
when n-gg-s get treated like the raggedy ann family
i’m like ‘semite sam with two glocks
seeing how many men wanna get popped (come again!)
i cannot stop with this doctrine of hip hop
and i got it locked with d-12 (suck a c-ck)

[outro: swifty and proof]
you n-gg-s talk a lot of sh-t, but are you really equipped?
y’all n-gg-s ain’t ready for war
you wanna trip like y’all after swift but you ain’t really got sh-t
y’all n-gg-s ain’t ready for war
ain’t this ’bout a b-tch, you didn’t now these n-gg-s get sick!
y’all n-gg-s ain’t ready for war
i rain on the innocent and the guilty, you finna get ripped
y’all n-gg-s ain’t ready for war

- swifty mcvay

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