Swaggar Back
    (专辑: Undaground All-Stars: Da Texas Line Up - 2005)
    
    [Talking]  Get your money, get your cash young nigga  This for them gangsta niggaz, this for them gangstas  The 
Young Don, don't get it twisted  I'm from day one, I'm a 
throwback gangsta nigga ha-ha   [Lil' Keke]  It's been a 
long time, and ain't no sense in me lying  But if you looking for a 
gangsta, I 
ain't hard to find  Switch the 
CEO, in the 
2-thee-fo'  But I'm straight up out the 
hood, handling shit like a 
pro  I 
was born on the 
streets, I 
was raised on the 
block  I 
was really on the 
cut, with a 
mouth full of rocks  You niggaz faking, bumping bout your street glory  But my days in the 
hood, is a 
true story  I 
was 18, with my freestyle skills  Then in 1997, sold a 
hundred for real  Check the 
soundscan, man my stats legit  Was the 
first solo act, out the 
Screwed Up Click  Don't get it twisted, boys gon continue to hate  Sold fifty thousand tapes, out of Screw front gate  I'm a 
pioneer, and no need for plexers  Made five million dollars, in the 
state of Texas   [Hook]  I 
got my swaggar back, I 
got my swaggar  I 
got my swaggar back, I 
got my swaggar  I 
got my swaggar back, I 
got my swaggar  And tell these hating niggaz, we don't owe they ass nothing  I 
got my swaggar back, I 
got my swaggar  I 
got my swaggar back, I 
got my swaggar  I 
got my swaggar back, I 
got my swaggar  And tell these silly hoes, that we still don't love 'em   [Lil' Keke]  You can call it what you want, I 
pull's up on hoes  From the 
Lex to the 
truck, to the 
Lac on 4's  You niggaz bumping, steady out here riding my dick  Steady talking bout the 
slab, and you ain't rolled shit  I 
push candy, 20's and SUV's  Had some of your bitches, getting off they knees  You niggaz socializing, but I 
paved the 
way  And I'm always present, on show-up day  I 
get's props and respect man, wherever I 
be  But I'm a 
walking living legend, down in 7-1-3  Plus I'm low to the 
flo', when I'm making a 
move  Bank account sitting fat, I 
ain't got nothing to prove  Get your weight up niggaz, when you come to the 
wood  Get your plate brought to ya, steady thinking it's good  CMG got the 
rock, and we living a 
dream  And I'm right behind ya nigga, quarterbacking the 
team what   [Hook]   [Lil' Keke]  Down in H-Town, I'm prolly smoking a 
pound  We get it rocking get it popping, at the 
lyricists lounge  Ain't no bullshitting, we clocking nothing but loot  I'm trying to tear the 
wall down, when I'm up in the 
booth  This for them gangsta niggaz, this for the 
gangstas  I'm a 
soldier from the 
hood, so my stripes outrank ya  8100 block, and we known to bust ya  My hands stay dirty, I'm a 
throwback hustler  Music still dropping, them boys still plotting  The 
caine still popping, them FED's still watching  Controlled now, and the 
checks look lifty  Three hundred thousand, multiply 8-60  And it's legit, you know that's big boy shit  So I'm a 
rapping motherfucker, and I 
just can't quit  CMG nigga, and it's a 
brand new year  Get off my dick young man, tell your bitch to come here   [Hook]   [Talking]  Uh-huh the 
Young Don, yes sir  I'm back up at ya, CEO style coming straight at ya  Out the 
motherfucking lyricists lounge  My nigga C-Mo, put this one here down  Ya know, the 
Young Don is back I 
ain't charging shit  Bitches got bad credit with me out here  I'm coming to get it move over, sitting tall ya know  Seven hundred thousand, independent sold  See me nigga I'm telling ya, check the 
soundscan  All my stats legit nigga, I'm the 
CEO they got to see me though  Know I'm saying, 0-4/0-5 check us