Swerve - The Game

Aye Pops

They love that soulful shit

OKE

I mean we do this shit cause we love it

I mean we did this shit cause we couldn’t find Just Blaze

We good

It’s The Firm, nigga

I’m back, open the door nigga

All this bout the verse, what is it for nigga?

I ain’t Jay-Z nigga, I’m still poor nigga

AR, Stat, walk with me to the store nigga

My baby mama hurt my feelings, got me sore nigga

But that’s cool cause I’m back to my core nigga

Sup?

40 Glock you want some more nigga?

Game don’t fall off, Game get bored nigga

Compton, got it coming out my pores nigga

I’m like Cassidy with 25 million

Stack it up, that’s like a project building

Get back with 50 but I can’t cause I killed him

Wait, have you seen him?

Nada, papa, nigga live on that milk carton

And my nigga Boosie still ain’t got a pardon

Swerve!

Said my nigga Boosie still ain’t got a pardon, swerve

My lil nigga Boosie still ain’t got a pardon, swerve

Say my nigga Lil Boosie still ain’t got a pardon, now swerve

So take a shot at any of my little niggas, it’s war nigga

Fuck a gun, we bring hammers, like we Thor nigga

My nigga Pops got beats you can’t ignore nigga

Said my nigga Pops got beats you can’t afford nigga

Wake up double the kush, we by the shore nigga

It’s 3:40 now, back in Compton by 4 nigga

105, doing 105, shell slides like doves in it

I’m so good with the razor

Take the hard brick of soap and carve dove in it

I got your bitch no glove in it

I went raw, bust a nut in there

Disrespect intended however you spend it, disect your rent

Cause none of ya’ll from out here

You think you run out here, have your ass on a run out here

You a bum out here, and no don’t call Big U

Cause we in the Phantom and we bout to bust a big U, swerve

Said my nigga Boosie still ain’t got a pardon now, swerve

My lil nigga Boosie still ain’t got a pardon nope, swerve

And all these lil niggas rockin' Boosie flat top fuck that, swerve

Til my lil nigga get his ass a pardon we gon' swerve

Hey Pops, you a motherfucker for this shit

I tell you what I’m a do

I’m a talk to you motherfuckin for about

4 and a half more bars

And I’m a let that bitch breathe

So when my nigga Boosie get out the motherfucking joint

He can catch some shit on one these motherfuckers

Soulful shits

Breathe

Breathe

Breathe

Breathe