Trae ft. Fat Pat & H.A.W.K. - Swang Lyrics & Video

[Guest .::BeatFactory::.]

Artist: Trae (of the Guerilla Maab) featuring Fat Pat and H.A.W.K.

Title: Swang

Album: Restless

Year: 2006

===CD TO BE RELEASED JULY 25, 2006===

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LYRICS:

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(Sample from: DJ DMD's "25 Lighters")

[Fat Pat]

Niggas betta see a nigga roll

Starched down and I'm rollin on eighty fours-fo-fo-fo

[Chorus]

Swang and I swang and I swang to the left

Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep

Swang-swang and I swang and I swang to the left

Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep

Swang-swang and I swang and I swang to the left

Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep

Swang-swang and I swang and I swang to the left

Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep

[Trae]

I'm a swang, I'm a swang a slab, lean to the left

Pop my trunk and show what I'm about so Houston, Texas gotta be felt

I'm a vet, so it's automatic when I be swingin my wide frame

4-4's to 24's I'm subject to glide mayne

Like a pimp without the look but still so fly when I slide mayne

Plus I'm lethal fully loaded, ain't no takin my ride mayne

We gangsta and it ain't too much you can do to stop us

Don't try to knock us cuz these diamonds got boppers tryin to jock us

We the best at what we gon be and these haters know it

So haters hate us to death and I know cuz these haters show it

I only ride alone so they can picture me rollin

And for them jackers thinkin fly, just picture what I be holdin

Them hollow points will make you picture just how fast they'll be foldin

A few of them will have you leakin til you're dead or you're swollen

But still I ride like the law, floatin above everything

I'm Screwed Up Click until it's over, nigga fresh off tha chain, peep tha slang

[Chorus x2]

Swang-swang and I swang and I swang to the left

Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep

Swang-swang and I swang and I swang to the left

Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep

[H.A.W.K.]

I'ma swang and a swang and I swang to the left

Pop my trunk for Fat Pat's death

I would give my last breath if I could bring you back

Bring Screw back, matter fact, bring the whole crew back

Only God can do that so I'm gonna leave it alone

Movin on, groovin to this soothin song

I'm cruisin along, still got a Screw tape on,

Still in the zone, wishin Corey Blunt was home

Ridin on chrome, banging with my bub' lights on

Ridin homes Southeast of the Astrodome

I'm Fat Pat's clone, his legacy carries on

His heart beat pumps through my flesh and bones

Flippin with Trae, mobbin down MLK

He's blue over grey, I'm tippin sellin duece today

It's dub K, chiefin on some lovely

And we on the Boulevard acting ugly, we gon

[Chorus x2]

Swang-swang and I swang and I swang to the left

Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep

Swang-swang and I swang and I swang to the left

Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep

[Trae]

ABN is my type of nature, my understanding is ?? stacks

In the back of a Lac on this glass, you're finna see me struttin'

Cuttin corners on the daily basis

Move fast like Kanye West samples when I be chasin faces

I'm on the tip like a waiter when I be leanin to the left

I'm roll the city through the dark with a 5th on bumpers and belts

Or maybe in an Impala '67 Chevy be spinnin

Invisible set display everytime they catchin me grinnin

Off in they face, it ain't too much that they can do to a G

But try to hate me every second due to the fact who I be

And it don't bother me cuz I still be top of my game

Just don't come off inside of my range I might be leavin a stain

Whether my slab or beam

Niggas gon respect that we gangsta

T-shirt and Dickies plus the kicks that I lace up for you wankstas

Everyday is still the same, I be slowed & loud when I bang

And thanks to Screw and P-A-T we got 'em diggin our slang, ha

[Chorus x4]

Swang-swang and I swang and I swang to the left

Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep

Swang-swang and I swang and I swang to the left

Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep

[Fat Pat]

Love it man, love it man, love it man, love it man

Edited July 28, 2006 by .::BeatFactory::.

[King koopa]

I'ma swang and a swang and I swang to the left

Pop my trunk for Fat Pat's death

I would give my last breath if I could bring you back

Bring Screw back, matter fact, bring the whole crew back

Only God can do that so I'm gonna leave it alone

Movin on, groovin to this soothin song

I'm cruisin along, still got a Screw tape on,

Still in the zone, wishin Corey Blount was home

Ridin on chrome, banging with my bub' lights on

Ridin homes SouthWest of the Astrodome

I'm Fat Pat's clone, these niggas see Harry's home

His heart beat pumps through my flesh and bones

Flippin with Trae, mobbin down MLK

He's blue over grey, I'm tippin sellin duece today

It's dub K, chiefin on some lovely

And we on the Boulevard acting ugly, we gon

CORRECTIONS(MORE ON THE WAY)

[Cameron]

You almost got it right...

I just registered to tell ya you got a few things wrong.

Still in the zone, wishin Corey BLUNT was home

Ridin on chrome, banging with my bub' lights on

Ridin homes SouthEAST of the Astrodome

I'm Fat Pat's clone, HIS LEGACY CARRIES ON

Cory "Blunt" nickname.

I can't believe you got Fat Pat's "Clone" wrong.....

Southeast not southwest.

[Guest .::BeatFactory::.]

Thanks.

I didn't know how to spell Corey's last name, I couldn't understand with whole "southeast" part to begin with because a bass line got in the way for me, but it makes sense since MLK is SE of the dome, and I'll check out that legacy thing when I can hear the track in the morning... I have people asleep here in the room right now.

[BadFemale]

[Fat Pat]

Niggas betta see a nigga roll

Starched down and I'm rollin on eighty fours-fo-fo-fo

[Chorus]

Swang and I swang and I swang to the left

Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep

Swang-swang and I swang and I swang to the left

Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep

Swang-swang and I swang and I swang to the left

Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep

Swang-swang and I swang and I swang to the left

Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep

[Trae]

I'm a swang, I'm a swang the slab, lean to the left

Pop my trunk and show what I'm about so Houston, Texas gotta be felt

I'm a vet, so it's automatic when I be swingin my wide frame

4-4's to 24's I'm subject to glide mayne

Like a pimp without the look but still so fly when I slide mayne

Plus I'm lethal fully loaded, ain't no takin my ride mayne

We gangsta and it ain't too much you can do to stop us

Don't try to knock us cuz these bounters got boppers tryin to jock us

We the best at what we gon be and these haters know it

So haters hate us to death and I know cuz these haters show it

I only ride alone so they can picture me rollin

And for them jackers thinkin fly, just picture what I be holdin

Them hollow points will make you picture just how fast they'll be foldin

A few of them will have you leakin til you're dead or you're swollen

But still I ride like the law, floatin above everything

I'm Screwed Up Click until it's over, nigga fresh off tha chain, peep tha slang

[Chorus x2]

Swang and I swang and I swang to the left

Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep

Swang-swang and I swang and I swang to the left

Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep

Swang-swang and I swang and I swang to the left

Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep

Swang-swang and I swang and I swang to the left

Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep

[H.A.W.K.]

I'ma swang and a swang and I swang to the left

Pop my trunk for Fat Pat's death

I would give my last breath if I could bring you back

Bring Screw back, matter fact, bring the whole crew back

Only God can do that so I'm gonna leave it alone

Movin on, groovin to this soothin song

I'm cruisin along, still got a Screw tape on,

Still in the zone, wishin Corey Blunt was home

Ridin on chrome, banging with my bub' lights on

Ridin home Southeast of the Astrodome

I'm Fat Pat's clone, his legacy carries on

His heart beat pumps through my flesh and bones

Flippin with Trae, mobbin down MLK

He's blue over grey, I'm tippin sellin duece today

It's dub K, chiefin on some lovely

And we on the Boulevard acting ugly, we gon

[Chorus x2]

Swang and I swang and I swang to the left

Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep

Swang-swang and I swang and I swang to the left

Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep

Swang-swang and I swang and I swang to the left

Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep

Swang-swang and I swang and I swang to the left

Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep

[Trae]

A.B.N is my type of nature, my understanding is (?...?) stacks

In the back of a Lac on this glass, you're finna see me struttin'

Cuttin corners on the daily basis

Move fast like Kanye West samples when I be chasin faces

I'm on the tip like a waiter when I be leanin to the left

I'm roll the city through the dark with a 5th on bumpers and belts

Or maybe in an Impala '67 Chevy be spinnin

Invisible set display everytime they catchin me grinnin

Off in they face, it ain't too much that they can do to a G

But try to hate me every second due to the fact who I be

And it don't bother me cuz I still be top of my game

Just don't come off inside of my range I might be leavin a stain

Whether my slab or beam

Niggas gon respect that we gangsta

T-shirt and Dickies plus the kicks that I lace up for you wankstas

Everyday is still the same, I be slowed loud when I bang

And thanks to Screw and P-A-T we got 'em diggin our slang, ha

[Chorus x4]

Swang and I swang and I swang to the left

Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep

Swang-swang and I swang and I swang to the left

Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep

Swang-swang and I swang and I swang to the left

Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep

Swang-swang and I swang and I swang to the left

Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep

[Fat Pat]

Love it man, love it man, love it man, love it man

I did some correcting, In Trae's second verse, "my understanding is ?...?", I'm not sure what he said, I keep playing the song over and over but I still miss it, you guys know what he's saying?

Edited November 13, 2005 by BadFemale

[Guest .::BeatFactory::.]

I can't hear it but I've made corrections at the top of everything so far. Thanks everyone! Enjoy BeatKing.com

[DudeAsInCool]

Here is the video from YouTube:

[NelsonG]

RIP to H.A.W.K. who was shot and killed a few nights ago.

Pop the trunk for Fat Pat and HAWK's deaths (they were brothers)

[jakethepyro]

Don't try to knock us cuz these diamonds got boppers tryin to jock us

[Gemini_Gangsta]

where da video at

[Chaos023]

Rip H.A.W.K

this was a great song over all i think it to be one of the best from them

Edited October 19, 2006 by Chaos023

[t.g.p]

[Fat Pat]

Niggas betta see a nigga roll

Starched down and I'm rollin on eighty fours-fo-fo-fo

[Chorus]

Swang and I swang and I swang to the left

Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep

Swang-swang and I swang and I swang to the left

Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep

Swang-swang and I swang and I swang to the left

Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep

Swang-swang and I swang and I swang to the left

Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep

[Trae]

I'm a swang, I'm a swang the slab, lean to the left

Pop my trunk and show what I'm about so Houston, Texas gotta be felt

I'm a vet, so it's automatic when I be swingin my wide frame

4-4's to 24's I'm subject to glide mayne

Like a pimp without the look but still so fly when I slide mayne

Plus I'm lethal fully loaded, ain't no takin my ride mayne

We gangsta and it ain't too much you can do to stop us

Don't try to knock us cuz these bounters got boppers tryin to jock us

We the best at what we gon be and these haters know it

So haters hate us to death and I know cuz these haters show it

I only ride alone so they can picture me rollin

And for them jackers thinkin fly, just picture what I be holdin

Them hollow points will make you picture just how fast they'll be foldin

A few of them will have you leakin til you're dead or you're swollen

But still I ride like the law, floatin above everything

I'm Screwed Up Click until it's over, nigga fresh off tha chain, peep tha slang

[Chorus x2]

Swang and I swang and I swang to the left

Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep

Swang-swang and I swang and I swang to the left

Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep

Swang-swang and I swang and I swang to the left

Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep

Swang-swang and I swang and I swang to the left

Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep

[H.A.W.K.]

I'ma swang and a swang and I swang to the left

Pop my trunk for Fat Pat's death

I would give my last breath if I could bring you back

Bring Screw back, matter fact, bring the whole crew back

Only God can do that so I'm gonna leave it alone

Movin on, groovin to this soothin song

I'm cruisin along, still got a Screw tape on,

Still in the zone, wishin Corey Blunt was home

Ridin on chrome, banging with my bub' lights on

Ridin home Southeast of the Astrodome

I'm Fat Pat's clone, his legacy carries on

His heart beat pumps through my flesh and bones

Flippin with Trae, mobbin down MLK

He's blue over grey, I'm tippin sellin duece today

It's dub K, chiefin on some lovely

And we on the Boulevard acting ugly, we gon

[Chorus x2]

Swang and I swang and I swang to the left

Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep

Swang-swang and I swang and I swang to the left

Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep

Swang-swang and I swang and I swang to the left

Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep

Swang-swang and I swang and I swang to the left

Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep

[Trae]

A.B.N is my type of nature, my understanding is nuttin, stacks

In the back of a Lac on this glass, you're finna see me struttin'

Cuttin corners on the daily basis

Move fast like Kanye West samples when I be chasin faces

I'm on the tip like a waiter when I be leanin to the left

I'm roll the city through the dark with a 5th on bumpers and belts

Or maybe in an Impala '67 Chevy be spinnin

Invisible set display everytime they catchin me grinnin

Off in they face, it ain't too much that they can do to a G

But try to hate me every second due to the fact who I be

And it don't bother me cuz I still be top of my game

Just don't come off inside of my range I might be leavin a stain

Whether my slab or beam

Niggas gon respect that we gangsta

T-shirt and Dickies plus the kicks that I lace up for you wankstas

Everyday is still the same, I be slowed loud when I bang

And thanks to Screw and P-A-T we got 'em diggin our slang, ha

[Chorus x4]

Swang and I swang and I swang to the left

Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep

Swang-swang and I swang and I swang to the left

Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep

Swang-swang and I swang and I swang to the left

Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep

Swang-swang and I swang and I swang to the left

Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep

[Fat Pat]

Love it man, love it man, love it man, love it man

I did some correcting, In Trae's second verse, "my understanding is nuttin, I'm not sure what he said, I keep playing the song over and over but I still miss it, you guys know what he's saying?

he said my understandin is nuttin

Edited October 21, 2006 by t.g.p