Текст песни Swing - Camp Lo
[Featuring
ish]
Ish:
Don't
give
me
your
swing
I
got
mines
and
that's
the
thing
Blahzay
blahzay
blahzay
who
name
bell
rings
Geechie:
Don't
give
me
your
swing
I
got
mine
and
that's
the
thing
Blahzay
blahzay
blahzay
who
names
bell
ring
Verse
one:
geechie
suede
Now
for
the
grab
the
stash(?)
To
the
alley
varner(?)
any
splash
Tryin
not
to
crash
Swervin
got
the
la
la
on
the
dash
Getting
bent
up
in
the
armored
truck
Stuck
him
for
his
glam
Shit
is
candy
yams
Now
we
movin
on
the
ancient
mans(?)
They
using
psycho
vision
For
the
valentino
gorabani(?)
Fuck
armani
butter
We
above
these
climbs
Hiest
the
harbours
Word
to
godfathers
getting
bleed
Chasing
on
(?)
down
to
venice
Tellin
sire
bout
my
alley
runnin
ways
Thats
how
it
was
cus
Now
they
got
us
blammin
at
the
fuzz
Its
all
gun
and
poses
On
a
bed
of
roses
gettin
shugged
Wrap
him
in
a
rug
Leave
him
on
the
roof
till
he
stink
Hit
the
pool-hall
Fled
the
calico
and
watch
him
blink
Movin
on
picaso
Painting
my
portraits
and
condos
Cuz
when
the
lo
blows
Only
the
lo
knows
who
doe
knows
(hey
hey)
Ish:
Don't
give
me
your
swing
I
got
mines
and
that's
the
thing
Blahzay
blahzay
blahzay
who
name
bell
ring
Geechie:
Don't
give
me
your
swing
I
got
mine
and
that's
the
thing
Blahzay
blahzay
blahzay
who
name
bell
ring
Verse
two:
ish
(Check
this)
I
don't
hate
players,
im
from
the
crown
rhyme
sayers
Whatever
kid-
sayers
get
down
with
no
delaying
I
play
my
cards
shark
style,
kings
and
aces
Welcome
to
new
york
the
illest
of
all
places
I
never
bleed
even
through
this
plaza
of
greed
You
got
the
rarest,
true
aint
game
in
yo
world
Not
them
forrest
gump
niggas
with
shades
and
s-curls
(uh)
I
tilt
my
crown
fly
i'm
trying
to
angle
you
girl
The
me
and
you
alliance,
is
no
doubt
the
fly
science
We'll
prosecute
the
phony
star
picks
with
our
style
The
million
dollar
necks
word
go
head
crack
a
smile
My
name
is
ish
and
that's
something
even
in
this
tish
Of
pimps,
players,
hustlers,
and
killahs
and
they
wish
Your
pretty
to
me,
put
in
me
in
your
frame
Your
complex
attitude
intrigue
me...
stronger
than
blow
You
know,
we
can
play
the
scenes
like
pacino
and
pfieffer
My
queen'll
shine
on
brinks
three
karats
and
brighter
Finesse
in
foreign
fabrics
crit
seers(?)
tighter
Them
clown
kids
you
dealt
never
belt
I
came
around
swift
and
got
felt
That
champagne
brand
name
style
got
melt
My
man
killah
jules
put
me
close
to
these
jewels
Thats
dropped
in
the
lesson
sent
to
crush
fools
(crush
em.peace)
Yo
yo,
dont
give
me
your
swing
I
got
mines
and
thats
the
thing
Its
not
your
swing
Its
mines
and
thats
the
thing
So
all
that
blahzay
blahzay
blahzay
who
name
bell
rings
All
that
blahzay
blahzay
blahzay
who
name
bell
rings
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