Lil' Keke - Swaggar back

Get your money, get your cash young nigga This for them gangsta niggaz, this for them gangstas The Young Don, don't get it twisted I'm from day one, I'm a throwback gangsta nigga 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 shit 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 niggaz faking, bumping bout your street glory But my days in the hood, is a true story I was 18, with my freestyle skills 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 niggaz, we don't owe they ass 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 niggaz bumping, steady out here riding my dick Steady talking bout the slab, and you ain't rolled shit I push candy, 20's and SUV's Had some of your bitches, getting off they knees You niggaz 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 7-1-3Plus 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 niggaz, 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 nigga, 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 bullshitting, we clocking nothing but loot I'm trying to tear the wall down, when I'm up in the booth This for them gangsta niggaz, this for the gangstas I'm a soldier from the hood, so my stripes outrank ya8100 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 8-60And it's legit, you know that's big boy shit So I'm a rapping motherfucker, and I just can't quit CMG nigga, and it's a brand new year Get off my dick young man, tell your bitch 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 motherfucking lyricists lounge My nigga C-Mo, put this one here down Ya know, the Young Don is back I ain't charging shit Bitches 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 nigga I'm telling ya, check the soundscan All my stats legit nigga, I'm the CEO they got to see me though Know I'm saying, 0-4/0-5 check us