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rah swish – 50 for 50 lyrics

[intro]
no funny sh+t bro, (b+b+b+beats by yamaica productions, baby)
you did your thing on that 50 bars pt. 2
but the opps be on our d+ck and sh+t
(b+b+b+beats by yamaica productions, baby)
what you gon do if i give you this 50 clip
( ha ha, n+gga i’m going 50 for 50)

[verse 1]
i stay rocking and sliding 650 be skrting
i got it they hot and they know i be lurking
i spot em i fire, his clothes would be soaked
in all black my attire, this scope for the focus
im bending the block, if the cops on my heels, pull over hop out & i’m tossing the v
just met this lil b+tch say she love how i rap, say she normally charge but she suck it for free
now they f+cking with me since i dropped “50 bars” hit a l!ck on the plug now i’m up 50 bands
200 n+ggas that’s rolling with me and that 4 to a car, now we got 50 bands (gang gang gang)
b+tch i’m on court, watch how i drive the lane then i step back better give me sp+ce
all these n+ggas talk like thotty b+tches, i just bought a mac that’ll beat his face
got a russian lawyer with some mob ties, told me “f+ck a jew we gon’ beat the case”
and i’m stevie wonder to the bullsh+t, but even he can see that your jewelry fake
got a call from ace, said he copped a choppa with a drum on it thats a 50 poppa
2 kobe jerseys, first 48 how i left him dead, he won’t need a a doctor
tell them n+ggas stop it, better read the signs, i be f+cking b+tches that ain’t even mine
said she got a man, he don’t like me, but that opp b+tch still gon’ hit my line
b+tch i play the block like a corner store see them n+ggas hungry but i wanted more
copped 2 chains, copped 2 guns 20k what i bought it for
she sucked me off and her n+gga kissed her (boy you disgusting!)
she got a man so imma hit her sister (that sh+t ain’t nothing!)
get cropped out the frame if you can’t get the picture
6’1 with a gun but i’m feeling so bigger
they say i’m that n+gga, i feel like that n+gga
i’m in a 550 my shooter in sprinters
them n+ggas is hating they wanting my place (that’s a no+no)
get all these bum b+tches up outta my face (b+tch you is a broke ho)
i treat all these b+tches just like they a belt
cop them and use them, they good for the waist
told them f+ck boys “better watch what you say”
just like a lunch lady, i’m good with the trey…
[intermission: shoota]
ayo what’s poppin’ man, n+ggas already know who it is this is the big hat, shoota brim man, be back real soon you heard, free them guys man; shoutout my gang man, swish we gon ball out swerve on em

[verse 2]
ball and bop when i’m all in her guts, (free shoota) then i dab on em
she know that them n+ggas ain’t f+cking with us, she say that they mad boring
and i’m taking a trip to time three i was back (cali) you know that the cash calling
they say i ain’t one of the best in new york, so i’m bout to spaz on them
tell curly that i’m going savv on ‘em
tell a boogie i want that bag on ‘em
tell young ma we gon need an ooouuu where i pop the tag on ’em
all these punchlines feel like kimbo, need a bad b+tch not a bimbo
i ain’t talking bout no old b+tch when the .40 hanging out the window
and they tell me stop the gun talk and the street sh+t, this ain’t chiraq
but i talk about and i rap about it ’cause the life i live is really like that
if i run up on em they won’t fight back, boy i swear these n+gga ain’t like that
might billie jean light the block up, put the glove on, feel like michael jackson (brrr, gang gang gang)
i’ve been on the block since like 10:00 or 11:00
used to live by the opps, had to walk with a weapon
had to walk by they spot never change the direction
they could say what they want but they gotta respect it
every time they hear me they like they may be dumpin’
you said that’s your b+tch you don’t know how we f+cking
boy you is a dummy, you ain’t getting no money
she calling me daddy, but say i’m her cousin
[outro]
wait, who the f+ck are these n+ggas
they tryna say there’s too much of these n+ggas
put the beam on the gun for these n+ggas
two hands double+dutching these n+ggas (ha+ha)
that’s him right there on the phone
sh+t, i got 6 plus for these n+ggas
send shots we gon run on these n+ggas
i hear they one of them n+ggas (rah swish!)

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