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TRU - Swamp Nigga songtekst

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P: Bitch, this P world here, bitch, ain't man except me. 

I ain't comin for no coffee beans, straight up coke and weed, bitch 

Here go the money. You got da coke? 

Here go da money. You got the coke? 

I ain't comin for no coffee beans, straight up coke and weed, bitch 



Jumped in my cutlass, rollin on switches, 

Gold they shinin down south dealin bitches 

Niggaz out that swamp, should I say New Orleans? 

Richmond, California, imported me some dank weed 

Rollin on blunts, niggaz call it swisher sweets 

I got birds 16-5, a muthafuckin key 

Fool, when ya hit me, it's 18-5 

I gotta tax em 2 G's just for takin a ride 

Cause niggaz down south, niggaz ain't playin 

Niggaz talk shit, muthafuckas be layin 

Down on the ground, just like 8-ball, 

Hit you wit yo nuts and yo G's up the ?bear wall? 

Put you behind a pinto in the block, 

Niggaz slangin keys (gunshots) cause somebody got shot 

Call the cops, killas I'm a deala 

Mr. Ice Cream Man, yo neighborhood drug deala 

Nigga dat's bout it, down south we rowdy 

From Atlanta to Texas, niggaz won't ya'll read about 

Swamp Niggaz comin up, blowin like killa 

Ya'll ain't ready but I ain't Mystikal, I'm a deala 

Niggaz slangin cane, cocoa leaves up the brain 

But it's a muthafuckin Third Ward, I mean a Swamp Thing 



Chorus: Swamp Nigga (uuuunnngggghhhh), Swamp Nigga (8X) 



Hey, in the middle of the muthafuckin south, 

Niggaz got gold in they muthafuckin mouth 

On my way to Chicago, to pick up me a stolger 

I ain't even trippin off this shit cause I'm a rolla 

Nigga ridin dirty, just like U.G.K. 

4 tech 9s, and a muthafuckin AK 

Niggaz ain't playin, down south bitch we bout it, 

I told ya'll niggaz in 96, damn, don't ya'll doubt it 

But niggaz play the, try to play us like some bitches 

Niggaz done snuck up on you hoes and snatched some riches 

From labels like No Limit to Suave to Rap-a-Lot 

Independent, black-owned, bitch, and we can't be stopped 

Breakin bread--with the muthafuckin ballas 

Niggaz check billboards, yeah, and we shot callas 

Now ya'll niggaz mad, cause a nigga famous, 

I think the president put a price on my anus 

America's nightmare, but I'm not Cube 

I represent the muthafuckin red and the blue, 

?Shoes? I mean, the bangas, the killas, the gangstas 

But nigga i'm a Swamp, professional ghetto, rap slanga 



Chorus 



Niggaz in Texas, sippin on surl 

Niggaz sippin bort, niggaz on that furl 

Niggaz in FLorida, sellin dat water 

Niggaz in Baton Rouge pushin dem quarters 

All the way to Shreveport to muthafuckin Mississippi 

Oklahoma, back to Kansas City 

5th wheel grill, niggaz comin down 

Fools gettin killed if they from outta town 

6 15s in the candy painted cadillac 

Bumpin "Break Em Off" (don't make me break you off somethin) 

Rollin tips like a maniac 

Playa from the south (playaz from the south ??? Gs) 

that muthafuckin G 

I got Beats by the Pound, just like quarter keys 

KLC put it on the scale so ya'll can feel dis 

Mo B. D put it on the back so ya'll can peel dis 

Craig B whipped it up with some B 12s 

I slung it on the street to make the muthafucka sell 

Too $hort said fools, get in where ya fit in 

That's why I'm a Swamp Nigga out there tryin to pay the rent 



Chorus 



P: Swamp Nigga, ha, ha. We sho from muthafuckin swamp. 

It ain't a East or West Coast thing, nigga. 

It's a swamp thing. Ha, Ha. 

Tru 2 da muthafuckin game, to the south, midwest, west coast, 

And all cross the muthafuckin world, Swamp Niggaz, 

On the muthafuckin rise.
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