Lil Keke - Swaggar Back lyrics

(*talking*) Get your money, get your cash young n***a This for them gangsta n***as, this for them gangstas The Young Don, don't get it twisted I'm from day one, I'm a throwback gangsta n***a ha-ha [Lil' Keke] It's been a long time, and ain't no sense in me lying But if you looking for a gangsta, I ain't hard to find Switch the CEO, in the 2-thee-fo' But I'm straight up out the hood, handling sh** like a pro I was born on the streets, I was raised on the block I was really on the cut, with a mouth full of rocks You n***as faking, bumping bout your street glory But my days in the hood, is a true story I was 18, with my freestyle sk**s Then in 1997, sold a hundred for real Check the soundscan, man my stats legit Was the first solo act, out the Screwed Up Click Don't get it twisted, boys gon continue to hate Sold fifty thousand tapes, out of Screw front gate I'm a pioneer, and no need for plexers Made five million dollars, in the state of Texas [Hook] I got my swaggar back, I got my swaggar I got my swaggar back, I got my swaggar I got my swaggar back, I got my swaggar And tell these hating n***as, we don't owe they a** nothing I got my swaggar back, I got my swaggar I got my swaggar back, I got my swaggar I got my swaggar back, I got my swaggar And tell these silly hoes, that we still don't love 'em [Lil' Keke] You can call it what you want, I pull's up on hoes From the Lex to the truck, to the Lac on 4's You n***as bumping, steady out here riding my dick Steady talking bout the slab, and you ain't rolled sh** I push candy, 20's and SUV's Had some of your b**hes, getting off they knees You n***as socializing, but I paved the way And I'm always present, on show-up day I get's props and respect man, wherever I be But I'm a walking living legend, down in 7-1-3 Plus I'm low to the flo', when I'm making a move Bank account sitting fat, I ain't got nothing to prove Get your weight up n***as, when you come to the wood Get your plate brought to ya, steady thinking it's good CMG got the rock, and we living a dream And I'm right behind ya n***a, quarterbacking the team what [Hook] [Lil' Keke] Down in H-Town, I'm prolly smoking a pound We get it rocking get it popping, at the lyricists lounge Ain't no bullsh**ting, we clocking nothing but loot I'm trying to tear the wall down, when I'm up in the booth This for them gangsta n***as, this for the gangstas I'm a soldier from the hood, so my stripes outrank ya 8100 block, and we known to bust ya My hands stay dirty, I'm a throwback hustler Music still dropping, them boys still plotting The caine still popping, them FED's still watching Controlled now, and the checks look lifty Three hundred thousand, multiply 8-60 And it's legit, you know that's big boy sh** So I'm a rapping motherf**er, and I just can't quit CMG n***a, and it's a brand new year Get off my dick young man, tell your b**h to come here [Hook] (*talking*) Uh-huh the Young Don, yes sir I'm back up at ya, CEO style coming straight at ya Out the motherf**ing lyricists lounge My n***a C-Mo, put this one here down Ya know, the Young Don is back I ain't charging sh** b**hes got bad credit with me out here I'm coming to get it move over, sitting tall ya know Seven hundred thousand, independent sold See me n***a I'm telling ya, check the soundscan All my stats legit n***a, I'm the CEO they got to see me though Know I'm saying, 0-4/0-5 check us