Swamp Nigga - Tru

Bitch, this P world here, bitch, ain’t man except me

I ain’t comin for no coffee beans, straight up coke and weed, bitch

Here go the money.

You got da coke?

Here go da money.

You got the coke?

I ain’t comin' for no coffee beans, straight up coke and weed, bitch

Jumped in my Cutlass, rollin' on switches

Golds, they shinin' down south peelin' bitches

Niggas out that swamp, should I say New Orleans?

Richmond, California, imported me some dank weed

Rollin' on blunts, niggas call it Swisher sweets

I got birds 16−5 a muthafuckin ki

Fool, when ya hit me, it’s 18−5

I gotta tax ya 2 G’s just for takin' a ride

'Cause niggas down south, niggas ain’t playin

Niggas talk shit, muthafuckas be layin'

Down on the ground, just like 8-ball

Hit you wit' yo' nuts and yo' G’s up the bare wall

Push you behind a pistol in the block

Niggas slangin' ki’s (*gunshots*) now somebody got shot

Call the cops, killas, I’m a dealer

Mr. Ice Cream Man, yo' neighborhood drug dealer

Nigga dat’s bout it, down south we rowdy

From Atlanta to Texas, niggas won’t y’all read about

Swamp Niggas comin up, blowin' like killa

Y’all ain’t ready but I ain’t Mystikal, I’m a dealer

Niggas slangin' 'caine, coca leaves up the brain

But it’s a muthafuckin Third Ward, I mean a Swamp Thing

Swamp Nigga (UHH), Swamp Nigga (UHH)

Swamp Nigga (UHH), Swamp Nigga (UHH)

Swamp Nigga (UHH), Swamp Nigga (UHH)

Swamp Nigga (UHH), Swamp Nigga

Hey, in the middle of the muthafuckin' south

Niggas got gold in they muthafuckin' mouth

On my way to Chicago, to pick up me a Stoeger

I ain’t even trippin' off this shit 'cause I’m a rolla

Nigga ridin' dirty, just like UGK

Four TEC-9's and a muthafuckin' AK

Niggas ain’t playin' down south, bitch, we bout it

I told y’all niggas in '96, yeah, don’t y’all doubt it

But niggas play the …, try to play us like some bitches

Niggas done snuck up on you hoes and snatched some riches

From labels like No Limit to Suave to Rap-a-Lot

Independent, black-owned, bitch, and we can’t be stopped

Breakin' bread with the muthafuckin' ballers

Niggas checks Billboard, yeah, and we shot callers

Now y’all niggas mad 'cause a nigga famous

I think the president put a price on my anus

America’s nightmare, but I’m not Cube

I represent the muthafuckin' red and the blue

Shoes, I mean, the bangas, the killas, the gangstas

But nigga I’m a Swamp, professional ghetto, rap slanga

Swamp Nigga (UHH), Swamp Nigga (UHH)

Swamp Nigga (UHH), Swamp Nigga (UHH)

Swamp Nigga (UHH), Swamp Nigga (UHH)

Swamp Nigga (UHH), Swamp Nigga

Niggas in Texas, sippin' on syrup

Niggas sippin' barre, niggas on that furl

Niggas in Florida, sellin' dat water

Niggas in Baton Rouge pushin' dem quarters

All the way to Shreveport to muthafuckin' Mississippi

Oklahoma, back to Kansas City

5th wheel grill, niggas comin' down

Fools getting killed if they from outta town

Six 15's in the candy painted Cadillac

Bumpin' «Break 'Em Off» rollin' tips like a maniac

(«Don't make me break you off somethin'»)

Playas from the south stack muthafuckin' G’s

(«Playaz from the south stack G’s»)

I got Beats by the Pound, just like quarter ki’s

KLC put it on the scale so y’all can feel it

Mo B. D put it in the bag so y’all can peel it

Craig B whipped it up with some B 12s

I slung it on the streets to make the muthafucka sell

Too $hort said fools, get in where ya fit in

That’s why I’m a Swamp Nigga out there tryin' to pay the rent

Swamp Nigga (UHH), Swamp Nigga (UHH)

Swamp Nigga (UHH), Swamp Nigga (UHH)

Swamp Nigga (UHH), Swamp Nigga (UHH)

Swamp Nigga (UHH), Swamp Nigga (UHH)

Swamp Nigga, ha, ha

We sho' from muthafuckin swamp

It ain’t a East or West Coast thing, nigga

It’s a swamp thing

Tru 2 da muthafuckin' game

To the South, Midwest, West Coast

And all cross the muthafuckin' world, Swamp Niggas

On the muthafuckin' rise