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king fresh - swag surfin lyrics

[king fresh]

yo the group is swag union
run in your house shooting
210 that’s near houston
where people die profusely
i go stupid on this beat
go ahead & take a seat
cause my swag is hard to beat
and cause i ball
john wall
in my jays
all day
get out my way
tryna get payed
names kordell aka young fresh, is the best
young kid from tex-as
i got this girl but not for long
baby i’m gone
can’t stay with one
life’s too long uh
i got that swag
you never had
and yeah i’m bad
you talkin mad
well that’s too bad
cause now you dead boy, but i still ball
and until we fall
i stay repping san antonio
f-ck around get polio
we wild like some buffaloes
money in my portfolio
we roll that justin bieber then we puff up on that mistletoe
no its difficult it comes natural to me
cause i’m a p-i-m-p, a self made g
and cause i ball, john wall”

[black]

southside in this b-tch
bloodhounds is my clique
f-ck all you ho -ss n-ggas
yeah i’m gettin rich
talk sh-t about my set
that’s a hot one in your chest
and i’ll put your -ss to rest
cause you f-ckin with the best yeah
i don’t play no f-ckin games
so stay in your f-ckin lane
f-ck all you ho -ss females
cause my where my heart remains
corpus christi is my city
you wanna flex with n-gga come find me
i’m never hiding, i’ll put your -ss down six feet
and i got them power blows n-gga
so you don’t even wanna get into it with me”

[nightwalker]

n gang is swag surfing
volume 3 you n-ggas hurting
and you see we fresh to death
cause you f-cking with the best
my worst nightmares are my best dreams
fairy tales is what it seems
kicking -ss and jumping over you fools
could of had some juice
kicked out for kicking flags
pop the bubble like bubble -ss
your flow wack you should p-ss
smelling like you p-ssed gas
i’m night and we are here
we make the scrubs run in fear
surprises don’t scare me
except bad rappers that i see
they make it poof
your key to swag you need proof
your just there in the back
can you tell me why your label act
they don’t need for the tape
we make the orders for the game
but could it really be the same ?
after we are done
premature, go ahead and get your gun
i’m k!lling all you fakes
i make it rain you make flakes
i’m with the gang on this beat
i’m spitting fire i need a seat
throw you off the bandwagon
stick to chips and playing madden
right where you stand
your girl left for a real man
you try to reason with logic
this is the n gang project
now i’m on top of my game
recieving money and the fame
your raps all bring shame
cause your a f-cking lame

- king fresh lyrics

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