Pooh Shiesty - Switch It Up (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Pooh Shiesty - Switch It Up (en) Lyrics
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Just sit back, see how I play it,
Shiesty switched it up a notch
Let the dope cook on the stove, we
turn the eye down, watch the pot
1017 'round my chain so I tote
the same 'mount of shots
Palm Angels denim huggin' me,
pockets keep growin', knots
And I ain't had shit when I got out,
had to snake my way to the top
Left two men down, we got 'em shot,
blrrd, blrrd, switch out the Glock
Mug around me, get you popped,
I treat everybody like opps
We move with flip phones and pagers 'cause
them iPhonеs get shit locked
My operation too amazing, I
posе 'cause the feds watch
Had these rollin' Backwoods of them
dead opps, I had to spark
Double cup filled up with Wocky,
that medicine in my body
I signed a deal and went and
bought a P, put the vacuum
seals in my projects
You wanna order up a hunnid? Sixty
bags of 'em was garbage
You know I'm slimy as it get, I
got outta here off a noggin
And no I can never put up my fire',
that's a never, not even probably
Since a youngin', been shit poppin',
since Truey joggers and Robins
We backseat nigga for flodgin', leave
his head like Dennis Rodman's
When I pop out Richard Mille,
bet they say Shiesty the hardest
(Shiesty the hardest)
Beside rap I was gettin'
rich regardless
Everybody keep on yappin' till
them .62 get to sparkin'
We move with flip phones and pagers 'cause
them iPhones get shit locked
Got a .40 on me right now,
I ain't never scared (Never
scared, you know that)
I'll shoot this bitch up right now
'cause I never cared (Bah)
Gangster to the core with the
war like a leather-head
Eyes hurt, they sore 'cause I
seen some shit I never said
Thinking about my boy, don't
sip Rémy, I just pour it
We got blow outs on the score, we couldn't
catch 'em so his brother dead
Bring it to your door, spent
a milli', ran up four
Big ol' hammer like I'm Thor 'cause
my Cubans cost a hundred grand
Stupid, is you stupid? I got
one up, I shoot it (Grrt)
I got bands on a man, rock
designer like I loot it
Bloody hearts, I'm not cupid, seven
cars, this my new whip (Skrrt)
Front line where I stood for
your hood, you ain't do
shit (Pussy, fuck nigga)
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