Yang Straight [Swagga Right]

Dj E, this beat nasty (TPE shit baby) Yeah Shout out to Hard Knox Shout out to A&B Yeah, look Verse 1: Priceless Da Roc Hella swag, but if it's beef, then i'm a problem starter Mask on 'em, swinging through your city like i'm Peter Parker Don't judge a book by it's cover, judge it by the author The bass grimy, everyday it's like we live in contra Your whole career is in hot water, like a sauna Finish sentences, with periods, nigga never use a comma (never that) You niggas talking like you got it, but you really bluffing Neva had an ass whooping before, where here's your introduction I'm my own boss, my money comes with no deduction Had my paper on time and pronto, nigga no discussion Repercussions, is mild concussion, so fuck 'em, prick shit My mix tape title should of been suck my dick But, in the meantime, i tried to get up off of it I fathered enough niggas out here to start an orphanage Rep about the shit that i see, like i'm reporting it Live i fucking lifestyle like VH1's recording it [Hook] You already know about me, TPE is my team When we pull up on that scene,so clean, when nigga do his thing Make that motherfucka lean Swagga right (x4) Make that motherfucka lean Swagga right (x4) Verse 2: Priceless Da Roc Why does it seem like these niggas got an attitude I done show so much gratitude Now we about to flip the game into a different magnitude Where i'm about to take of too, it's a different latitude Haters are just not welcomed kids, dudes with this blazer shit The crime rate is low, so if you piss me off, we gone raise that shit Nigga's lions over here, you can't tame this shit This is a blessing from God, you can't create that shit Niggas will still try guideline you a bye bye They probably have your rap career, outta here in no time Snapback and hella saucy shirts, nigga it's show time I look down and see your rap career below mine Did on my own man, didn't have no co-sign My alternative was go home or go grind Yeah, and you see what i'm doing now (clown) You niggas should of figured out [Hook] Verse 3: P-Lo Young rich motherfucka! Uh, Gang that If you reppin' go and bang that I be ballin' you be chillin' where the lames at I don't talk i just state facts Eh I'll be killing all you dudes, neva follow rules I'll be with my crew, lil' bad bitch tell her what to do Back it up on a young king, shawty 19 she a young thing I'll be fresh on this, Dallas ,hit the mall throw a couple thousan' Five hunned for the sneakers, One thou' for the feature Sucka mean, bet her knees hurt, Heart Break Gang on a t-shirt Never give a fuck about a bitch My homies from the rich, keep a ho on the strip Yeah [Hook]