GAME - Swerve lyrics

rate me

Ey Pops

They love that soulful shit

OKE

I mean we do this shit cause we love it

I mean we did this shit cause we couldn't find Just Blaze

We good

It's The Firm nigga

I’m back, open the door nigga

All this bout a verse, what is it for nigga?

I ain’t Jay-Z, nigga, I’m still poor nigga

AR, Stat, walk with me to the store nigga

My baby mama hurt my feelings got me sore nigga

But that’s cool ‘cause I’m back to my core nigga

Sup? 40 Glock you want some more nigga?

Game don’t fall off, game get bored nigga

Compton! Got it coming out my pores nigga

I’m like Cassidy with 25 million

Stack it up, that’s like a project building

Get back with 50 but I can't cause I killed him

Wait... have you seen him?

Nada, papa, nigga live on that milk carton

And my nigga Boosie still ain't got a pardon, swerve

Say my nigga Boosie still ain't got a pardon, swerve

My lil nigga Boosie still ain't got a pardon, swerve

Say my nigga Boosie still ain't got a pardon, now swerve

So take a shot at any of my lil niggas it's war nigga

Fuck a gun we bringing hammers like we Thor nigga

My nigga Pops got beats you can’t ignore nigga

Say my nigga Pops got beats you can’t afford nigga

Wake up, double the kush, we by the shore nigga

It's 3:30 now, back in Compton by 4 nigga

105 doing 105, shells fly like doves in it

I’m so good with razor take a hard brick of soap and carve "Dove" in it

I got your bitch no glove in it

I went raw bust a nut in there

Disrespect intended however you spend it

Disect your rent

Cause none of y'all ain't from out here

You think you run out here?

Have yo ass on the run out here

You a bum out here

And no, don't call Big U

Cause we in the Phantom and we bout to bust a big U, swerve

Say my lil nigga Boosie still ain't got a pardon, now swerve

The nigga lil Boosie still ain't a pardon? Nope, swerve

And all these lil niggas rockin boosie flat-tops, fuck that, swerve

Till my lil nigga get his ass a pardon we gon' swerve

Ey Pops you a motherfucker for this shit

I tell you what I'mma do

I'mma talk to you motherfuckers for about.... 4 and a half more bars

And I'mma let that bitch breathe

So when my nigga Boosie get out the motherfucking joint

He can kick some shit on one of these motherfucking soulful shit

Breathe

Breathe

Breathe

Breathe

Breathe

Thanks to Nano for correcting these lyrics