Ms. Peaches - Swang Dem Raggs lyrics

(Helicopter and barking effects) Chorus 1: repeat 2x Let me see ya swang ya soldier raggs Let me see ya swang ya soldier raggs (swang em swang em) Chorus 2: repeat 2x Ya'll people ya'll better get ready for war You see it's war time, boy is you a soldier Verse 1: Beelow See I'ma soldier so I gotta put my raggs up high Six gloves across my grill representing that south side You got drama, fool you best of bring yo best Cause I'm quick to put this red dot on yo chest We got choppers by the pound To lay them fools down And a click of raw soldiers in the club ready to clown With them bee bopping girls that a set you up With that bomb k**er issue that a mess you up I'm bout my paper, I got's to get it, I got's to have it It's all about them raggs, leave the tricks for silly rabbits Ain't no slippin in my camp I keeps my nine strapped daily I'm ready to go to war like my group Three Deadly Verse 2: Ms. Peaches We got them rags, we got them choppers, you can't stop us Do it show, getting paid by the nopoly We got 'em swanging in the club Talking bout them raggs This gangsta coming atcha ackin bad ackin bad Paralyze the style, with these lyrics that I spit I'm jumping out like a gymnastic Gangsta's, we coming drastic I be ripping 'em up, tearing 'em down, burning us up Wrap 'em up like Christmas turkey And chew 'em like hubble bubble So why ya figure you wanna go to war With these soldiers down south We be quick to draw Mean muggin' straight thuggin' in them clubs slangin' them bags If you real, wanna be down, put 'em up and swang dem raggs Chorus 1: repeat 2x Let me see ya swang ya soldier raggs Let me see ya swang ya soldier raggs (swang em swang em) Chorus 2: repeat 2x Ya'll people ya'll better get ready for war You see it's war time, boy is you a soldier Verse 3: Thug Addict Told these people we soldiers, people been easy People been taking me lightly See I'm ready for war, ready to do whatever they like Come through the thing here booming Like partner what the hell you won't do Let me tell you a little thing or two I'm from that Baton Rouge I chill with Beelow and the gang Busting heads and breaking ankles Roll like planes coming out the hangers Calico ranger, busting rounds, lip singer Throw on my soldier rag, cause a lil g out chere ackin bad I'm that b in the boot, ain't no telling what I'm liable to do I just might get that out you and yo whole damn crew I'm that T to the H to U-G-A double D-I-C-T Down with B-A double L-I-N-M-U-S-I-C Just throw ya rags on Keep ya hands on ya chrome Just get 'em gone and I bet they leave ya alone Boy it's on, say frown Throw ya soldier raggs round, pour it down I found out that Really these people don't know nothing bout that dirty south Or how we boot and turn it out Lay it down like dominos These here for all the broads In this sh** like g-string draws Outlaws ready for war Chorus 1: repeat 2x A let me see ya swang ya soldier raggs Let me see ya swang ya soldier raggs (swang em swang em) Chorus 2: repeat 2x Ya'll people ya'll better get ready for war You see it's war time, boy is you a soldier Verse 4: Beelow You gotta keep ya eyes peeled enemies in sight I keep my boots strapped daily soldier ragg tied tight So when that beef start-dropping, watch 'em fall in line I gotta click of raw soldiers ready to slang that iron We blinding and blasting acting donkey on that a** And them s**ers in the club on the floor ackin bad I got 'em hopping like rabbits Couchie popping like automatic And if you down with some static Ballin a sure like to add it We gotta kick it for this beat, like a cluck on the street Cause I give it what he want, cause I practice what I preach Don't let 'em get ya, them soldiers get ya Don't let 'em get ya, don't let 'em get ya, them soldiers get ya Them thugs split ya Chorus 1: repeat 2x Let me see ya swang ya soldier raggs Let me see ya swang ya soldier raggs (swang em swang em) Chorus 2: repeat until fade Ya'll people ya'll better get ready for war You see it's war time, boy if you a soldier