Swang On 'Em

[Intro: Enigma]

We ride, we ride 22s or better

We, we ride, we ride 22's or better

I swang on 'em, swang on 'em

I swang on 'em, swang on 'em

[Hook: Enigma]

Now if I catch you at the light

I swang on 'em, swang on 'em

That candy paint ain't lookin right

I swang on 'em, swang on 'em

We ride, we ride 22s or better

Swang on 'em; I swang on 'em, swang on 'em

We, we ride, we ride 22s or better

Swang on 'em; I swang on 'em, swang on 'em

[Verse 1: Bun B]

Now, if you come down to this Dirty South (South)

Better watch your ears

'Cause country boys talk with a dirty mouth (Mouth)

And they on them corners

And they hustling up that dirty D (D)

Better watch them dirty boys

Down South, we keep it dirty, G (G)

I know you heard of me

I got that work (Work)

Man, I got that white, and I got that purp

And I got that brown and I got that green

When I'm in your town and I hit your scene

In a candy-painted car that'll sit so clean

Trunk on pop with the fifth on lean

II Trill DVD playing on my screen

Sitting on cream, man, you know what I mean?

[Hook: Enigma]

Now, if I catch you at the light

I swang on 'em, swang on 'em

That candy paint ain't lookin right

I swang on 'em, swang on 'em

We ride, we ride 22s or better

Swang on 'em; I swang on 'em, swang on 'em

We, we ride, we ride 22s or better

Swang on 'em; I swang on 'em, swang on 'em

[Verse 2: Bun B]

Now if you come down to this T-E-X (X)

Better show some love

'Cause homie, you don't wanna see me plex (Plex)

When we 'bout that paper

It ain't no shortstop in my cashier checks (Checks)

I get full of ana

And get to standing upon these niggas' necks (Necks)

Betta show respect

Or we pulling out them Tecs (Tecs)

Man, I got them Macs, and I got them Ks

And I got them nines, and I got them As

R-15s and them two-two-treys

Playa, when I ride, I'ma ride for days

No, I don't miss, and I sure don't graze

Bring what you got, and I bet it don't faze

I'm a trill-ass nigga, man, it's in my ways

[Hook: Enigma & Lupe Fiasco]

Now, if I catch you at the light

I swang on 'em, swang on 'em

That candy paint ain't looking right

I swang on 'em, swang on 'em (Yeah! Lupe)

We ride, we ride 22s or better

Swang on 'em; I swang on 'em, swang on 'em

We, we ride, we ride 22s or better (Better)

Swang on 'em; I swang on 'em, swang on 'em (Ha, yep, ugh)

[Verse 3 Lupe Fiasco]

Now I'm Chi-Town-born and I'm Chi-Town-bred

Call me Westside Lu

But I know about them Northside blues

And them Southside reds (Ugh)

I run the F-N-F crew

'Til my man Chilly Chill come home and he back on deck

My garage keep a very fast car

Keep a classy gold chain wrapped around my neck

Yeah, I came from the left, but I'm downright fresh

Speak on! How you on a song Bun B on?

Complete 180, how crazy has he gone?

How strong is the brand of the D that he on?

How come he do what he want

And never do what we want? (Woo!)

I'm Rick James, and this game

Is a white leather couch for me to plant my feet on

The Murphys didn't jump me, told me to get comfy

Even brought the loveseat for me to spill my drink on

Willie D gave me my stamp

Shout to Mike Jones and the Swisha camp

That boy Kyleon and the Rap-A-Lot Ranch

The Boss of the North and The People's Champ

Coolest nigga, what? Coolest nigga, what?

Getting swallowed by them city lights

Ball 'til I'm benched and I put it on the Pimp

F-N-F U-P, U-G-K for life

[Hook: Enigma]

Now if I catch you at the light

I swang on 'em, swang on 'em

That candy paint ain't looking right

I swang on 'em, swang on 'em

We ride, we ride 22s or better

Swang on 'em; I swang on 'em, swang on 'em

We, we ride, we ride 22s or better

Swang on 'em; I swang on 'em, swang on 'em

[Outro: Enigma]

I swang on 'em, swang on 'em

I swang on 'em, swang on 'em

We ride, we ride 22s or better

Swang on 'em; I swang on 'em, swang on 'em

We, we ride, we ride 22s or better

Swang on 'em; I swang on 'em, swang on 'em