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swang - nine vicious lyrics

[intro]
know some young n*ggas like to sw*ng (i don’t give a f*ck what they sayin’, i don’t give a f*ck what they say)
know some young n*ggas like to sw*ng (ha, f*ck n*gga, on god)
say what? (blitt, blitt, blitt, blitt, blitt) say what?
these p*ssy*ass n*ggas ain’t on sh*t, you p*ssy*ass n*gga (what?)
these p*ssy*ass n*ggas gettin’ wreck today
f*ck what these n*ggas talkin’ ’bout, yeah (what?)

[chorus]
flexin’ on my ex, brand*new chain (brand*new chain)
my brother bangin’ the 5ive, that my gang (blatt, blatt, that my gang)
i know some young n*ggas that like to sw*ng
i know some young n*ggas that like to sw*ng (say what? woo)

[verse 1]
lil’ roq just pulled up to l.a., yeah, that my big brother though (say what?)
i f*cked that b*tch from the godd*mn back, lil’ n*gga had to bone that ho (woo*hoo)
this bl!ck on me, this bl!ck gon’ shoot, this bl!ck gon’ strip that ho (boop*boop*boop*boop*boop)
i f*cked this b*tch from the godd*mn back, this b*tch gon’ suck me, woah (shee, shee)
hold up, shawty just hit my phone, talkin’ ’bout, “lil nine, you the best” (what? what?)
hold up, givе my k!ller my code, told him, “go grab that tec”
hold up, that n*gga og old and he turnеd out to be a rat
hold up, i’ve been sippin’ these fours, i’ve been slurpin’ this act’ (ha, what?)
hold up, i can’t break that code, i ain’t ever been no rat (woo)
hold up, i’ll put a bag on your head, yeah, i’m gon’ spend them racks (n*gga, what?)
hold up, i play nice in your face then i go slime your dad (ayy, ayy, haha)
i feel like duwap kaine, wake up, i’m so glad (what? what?)
this b*tch got my soul, she did voodoo, hold up
she sucked me, like, woah, bae, i love you, hold up
i just f*ck these hoes, that’s all i do (say what?)
whip that crack, i got that bowl, i got dog food (what?)
[chorus]
flexin’ on my ex, brand*new chain (brand*new chain)
my brother bangin’ the 5ive, that my gang (blatt, blatt, that my gang)
i know some young n*ggas that like to sw*ng
i know some young n*ggas that like to sw*ng (say what? woo)

[verse 2]
quake just hit my phone talkin’ ’bout, “nine, what you want me to do?”
i told him, “chill out, don’t shoot at that n*gga, i got my crew” (don’t do it)
i told him, “chill out, don’t shoot at that n*gga, i got my crew”
i f*ck this b*tch, i f*ck this b*tch, ooh
hold up, your b*tch old news
i got big bl!cks, i might shoot you
you’s a p*ssy, i don’t care ’bout you
i don’t even know these n*ggas (what?), i don’t give a f*ck ’bout you (what?)
i don’t give a f*ck if you die (blatt), i don’t give a f*ck ’bout your ma (blatt)
i don’t give a f*ck if you cry ’bout that, i don’t give a f*ck if you cry
i’ve been chillin’ in l.a., huh, i’m with all my guys (what?)
i f*cked this b*tch from the godd*mn back, d*mn, i love her thighs (ha, hee)

[outro]
f*ck your gang

- nine vicious lyrics

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