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La letra de la cancion Swung On de Romeo Must Die Woo! Politix, 2000 and 10 Politix like that Who the hell you talkin to? I will knock the black off you! Come on, come on, come on Come out swingin , ha Politix, heh heh Check it out Check it, check it Yo, I grab mothaf***** and throw em across the room Hit em with the boom, bam, Gotti Might body slam a n**** Drop that cat even if he is bigger See, I know more Kung Fu than Hoof Digger And I smack a n**** before I squeeze the trigga Let me hit ya with a smack to the grill And move you back to the real You suckas act like ya thrilled Your whole style s chump, tryna front like you dumb Huh, what, you just a drunk f***** punk About to get your nose broke, nobody likes those folk Watch out for them brothas with them swelled flows You tryna get away, we stickin you like velcro I m steady steppin over all the posers I spit the cool lyrics and it froze ya Just for a second made ya think Realize we on a break, no time to blink The future s now, products of life and times Be responsible and use your mind Cuz I m quick on my feet like a kick from Jack D That you did not expect, now there s pain in your neck Shake it off, yo, you gon live Just pay more attention to the gifts we give Bout to get swung on, bringin violence to me I ain t f***** with y all, so don t be f***** with me You could get swung on if you ain t actin right Did you ever think you would get smacked tonight? Swingin on em Left rights, right lefts Upper cuts Yo, whatever bulls*** you could bring some My Kung Fu s weigh a ton, about to swing one Rock you, knock you and I sock you Lock you, stop you, chop you, trick and drop you I swung with Kung, but now it s time for hip-hop fool A fight scene at a club, ain t enough love Dope beats get hug, focus precise, this thug All chromes, y all swept under the rug Bodies drug, sucka what, show love Styles and tactics are not ?efwitable? Don t attempt.. you wanna limp Futuristic flow, quite terrific like the glow in the baby s eye We be them guys Get swung on, bringin violence to me I ain t f***** with y all, so don t be f***** with me I figure to treat a n**** like a punchin bag If he disrespects my space and gets up in my face Yo, back up, you better back up Do I gotta hit you? And get into an altercation with the n***** with you? I catch that little faker with the hate naked I swing (bump bump) like we in Jamaica Yo, we all got fists but y all got dissed Whatever, whatever n****, it s all Politix Universal, J. Thorn, Politix been born Know that, uh uh Get swung on Get swung on (Smack the black off you) Get swung on
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