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ho’z be swangin’ - lil' hawk (bloods) lyrics

intro: lil’ hawk & ?:

* hey lil’ hawk you got b*tches?
hey what the f*ck you mean do i got b*tches? h*ll yeah i got b*tches, do you got b*tches, n*gga? i’m from the ‘wood, i’mma keep a b*tch, i’m a gangsta, what the f*ck you mean, n*gga?

verse 1:

everywhere a n*gga go, i bust a hoe
lil’ hawk real player, yeah, that’s fo’ sho’
‘fore i stepped in the do’, they was holdin’ n*ggas
i’m from the ‘ville, n*gga, tell that n*gga i’m on a n*gga (woo)
there be so many on me, what i’m supposed to do?
what i’m supposed to say? i’m straight, got a n*gga bool
i don’t know, i might slow it down right there
but right now, it’s from monday to sunday
i do mines, do westside the blood way
i had this b*tch, she liked to bee the gunplay
i used to f*ck her for hours, she had some bomb p*ssy
i f*cked her 50, she got mad that’s when the rats shook me
but i ain’t mad at her, i wasn’t tryin’ to be the husband (naw)
to me, on the b, we was just f*ckin’
and from that year, i ain’t never had her back to love me
she must’ve feeled me, let me know, go and get that money

chorus x4:
that’s why these hoes be sw*ngin’
they know my sh*t be bangin’

verse 2:

i know this little thick b*tch from around the way
she wasn’t roxanne but sh*t she was shanté
she had the bombay, a bubble ass and fat titties
one look, had the mothaf*ckas rack big
i was smokin’ a blunt that’s when she walked up
she had to hit a n*gga sh*t, man, i’m about to f*ck
if i what, no sh*t, is that way?
i beat that mothaf*ckin’ p*ssy up all night
and to k!ll it, you should’ve seen this b*tch pretty lips
her tongue game it was brazy, the way she hit the tip
that sh*t, had a n*gga like “godd*mn”
but i was just on the wam bam, thank you, ma’am
she wanted more of this sh*t, she liked the n*gga style
she even offered the help, to make the money pile
she knew just how to pull a smile on my face
i f*cked her from the back, hold her by the waist

chorus x4:

that’s why these hoes be sw*ngin’
they know my sh*t be bangin’
verse 3:

i ain’t even put a ten on ’em, b*tches love me
they ain’t even touch a n*gga, suck my d*ck and f*ck me
when they close they eyes, they like to fantasize
’cause when i do f*ck ’em, i let the hammer dry
i ain’t ever had a b*tch say my sh*t was weak (never)
and i done had some bad b*lls now a super freak
i ain’t ’bout to name drop ’em, they know what’s poppin’
or squabble, it’s nothin’, i let my d*ck mop ’em
they say they love my gangsta ways and now i represent
you already know fo’ sho’, 104%
it can’t be no other way, don’t play me with the funnies
act like a brazy uzi, spray me with the money
you know yo’ boy ain’t a dummy, you know i be on it
come put you on the end, get it how you want it

chorus x4:

that’s why these hoes be sw*ngin’
they know my sh*t be bangin’

outro:

do i got b*tches? n*gga, yo’ b*tch is my b*tch, the f*ck you mean, n*gga? f*ck this n*gga think this sh*t is? old mystery*ass n*gga
* come on, lil’ hawk, you can’t get at me like that
n*gga, get the f*ck outta here!
* n*gga, lil’ hawk be spittin’ that real west coast sh*t

- lil hawk bloods lyrics

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