Yang Straight (Swagga Right) - Priceless Da Roc, P-Lo

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Shout out to Hard Knox

Shout out to A&B

Yeah, look

Verse 1: Priceless Da Roc

Hella swag, but if it’s beef, then i’m a problem starter

Mask on 'em, swinging through your city like i’m Peter Parker

Don’t judge a book by it’s cover, judge it by the author

The bass grimy, everyday it’s like we live in contra

Your whole career is in hot water, like a sauna

Finish sentences, with periods, nigga never use a comma (never that)

You niggas talking like you got it, but you really bluffing

Neva had an ass whooping before, where here’s your introduction

I’m my own boss, my money comes with no deduction

Had my paper on time and pronto, nigga no discussion

Repercussions, is mild concussion, so fuck 'em, prick shit

My mix tape title should of been suck my dick

But, in the meantime, i tried to get up off of it

I fathered enough niggas out here to start an orphanage

Rep about the shit that i see, like i’m reporting it

Live i fucking lifestyle like VH1's recording it

You already know about me, TPE is my team

When we pull up on that scene, so clean, when nigga do his thing

Make that motherfucka lean

Swagga right (x4)

Make that motherfucka lean

Swagga right (x4)

Verse 2: Priceless Da Roc

Why does it seem like these niggas got an attitude

I done show so much gratitude

Now we about to flip the game into a different magnitude

Where i’m about to take of too, it’s a different latitude

Haters are just not welcomed kids, dudes with this blazer shit

The crime rate is low, so if you piss me off, we gone raise that shit

Nigga’s lions over here, you can’t tame this shit

This is a blessing from God, you can’t create that shit

Niggas will still try guideline you a bye bye

They probably have your rap career, outta here in no time

Snapback and hella saucy shirts, nigga it’s show time

I look down and see your rap career below mine

Did on my own man, didn’t have no co-sign

My alternative was go home or go grind

Yeah, and you see what i’m doing now (clown)

You niggas should of figured out

Verse 3: P-Lo

Young rich motherfucka!

Uh, Gang that

If you reppin' go and bang that

I be ballin' you be chillin' where the lames at

I don’t talk i just state facts

Eh

I’ll be killing all you dudes, neva follow rules

I’ll be with my crew, lil' bad bitch tell her what to do

Back it up on a young king, shawty 19 she a young thing

I’ll be fresh on this, Dallas, hit the mall throw a couple thousan'

Five hunned for the sneakers, One thou' for the feature

Sucka mean, bet her knees hurt, Heart Break Gang on a t-shirt

Never give a fuck about a bitch

My homies from the rich, keep a ho on the strip

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