Beelow Swang Dem Raggs Lyrics

Swang Dem Raggs Lyrics

f/ Ms. Peaches, Thug Addict







(Helicopter and barking effects)







Chorus 1: repeat 2x







Let me see ya swang ya soldier raggs



Let me see ya swang ya soldier raggs (swang em swang em)







Chorus 2: repeat 2x







Ya'll people ya'll better get ready for war



You see it's war time, boy is you a soldier







Verse 1: Beelow







See I'ma soldier so I gotta put my raggs up high



Six gloves across my grill representing that south side



You got drama, fool you best of bring yo best



Cause I'm quick to put this red dot on yo chest



We got choppers by the pound



To lay them fools down



And a click of raw soldiers in the club ready to clown



With them bee bopping girls that a set you up



With that bomb killer issue that a mess you up



I'm bout my paper, I got's to get it, I got's to have it



It's all about them raggs, leave the tricks for silly rabbits



Ain't no slippin in my camp I keeps my nine strapped daily



I'm ready to go to war like my group Three Deadly







Verse 2: Ms. Peaches







We got them rags, we got them choppers, you can't stop us



Do it show, getting paid by the nopoly



We got 'em swanging in the club



Talking bout them raggs



This gangsta coming atcha ackin bad ackin bad



Paralyze the style, with these lyrics that I spit



I'm jumping out like a gymnastic



Gangsta's, we coming drastic



I be ripping 'em up, tearing 'em down, burning us up



Wrap 'em up like Christmas turkey



And chew 'em like hubble bubble



So why ya figure you wanna go to war,



with these soldiers down south,



We be quick to draw



Mean muggin' straight thuggin' in them clubs slangin' them bags



If you real, wanna be down, put 'em up and swang dem raggs







Chorus 1: repeat 2x







Let me see ya swang ya soldier raggs



Let me see ya swang ya soldier raggs (swang em swang em)



Chorus 2: repeat 2x







Ya'll people ya'll better get ready for war



You see it's war time, boy is you a soldier











Verse 3: Thug Addict







Told these people we soldiers, people been easy



People been taking me lightly



See I'm ready for war, ready to do whatever they like



Come through the thing here booming



Like partner what the hell you won't do



Let me tell you a little thing or two



I'm from that Baton Rouge



I chill with Beelow and the gang



Busting heads and breaking ankles



Roll like planes coming out the hangers



Calico ranger, busting rounds, lip singer



Throw on my soldier rag, cause a lil g out chere ackin bad



I'm that b in the boot, ain't no telling what I'm liable to do



I just might get that out you and yo whole damn crew



I'm that T to the H to U-G-A double D-I-C-T



Down with B-A double L-I-N-M-U-S-I-C



Just throw ya rags on



Keep ya hands on ya chrome



Just get 'em gone and I bet they leave ya alone



Boy it's on, say frown



Throw ya soldier raggs round, pour it down



I found out that 



really these people don't know nothing bout that dirty south



Or how we boot and turn it out



Lay it down like dominos



These here for all the broads



In this shit like g-string draws



Outlaws ready for war







Chorus 1: repeat 2x







A let me see ya swang ya soldier raggs



Let me see ya swang ya soldier raggs (swang em swang em)







Chorus 2: repeat 2x







Ya'll people ya'll better get ready for war



You see it's war time, boy is you a soldier







Verse 4: Beelow







You gotta keep ya eyes peeled enemies in sight



I keep my boots strapped daily soldier ragg tied tight



So when that beef start-dropping, watch 'em fall in line



I gotta click of raw soldiers ready to slang that iron



We blinding and blasting acting donkey on that ass



And them suckers in the club on the floor ackin bad



I got 'em hopping like rabbits



Couchie popping like automatic



And if you down with some static Ballin a sure like to add it



We gotta kick it for this beat, like a cluck on the street



Cause I give it what he want, cause I practice what I preach



Don't let 'em get ya, them soldiers get ya,



Don't let 'em get ya, don't let 'em get ya, them soldiers get ya,



Them thugs split ya







Chorus 1: repeat 2x







Let me see ya swang ya soldier raggs



Let me see ya swang ya soldier raggs (swang em swang em)







Chorus 2: repeat until fade







Ya'll people ya'll better get ready for war



You see it's war time, boy if you a soldier