Представляем точный текст композиции "Swing" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Camp Lo . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Swing» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Camp Lo передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Camp Lo - "Swing"
Lyrics to Swing : Ish: Dont give me your swing I got mines and thats the thing Blahzay blahzay blahzay who name bell rings Geechie: Dont give me your swing I got mine and thats the thing Blahzay blahzay blahzay who names bell ring Verse One: Geechie Suede Now for the grab the stash(') To the alley Varner(') any splash Tryin not to crash Swervin got the la-la on the dash Getting bent up in the armored truck stuck him for his glam shit is candy yams Now we movin on the ancient mans(') They using psycho vision For the Valentino Gorabani(') Fuck Armani Butter We above these climbs Hiest the harbours Word to godfathers getting bleed Chasing on (') down to Venice Tellin sire bout my alley runnin ways Thats how it was cus Now they got us blammin at the fuzz Its all gun and poses on a bed of roses gettin shugged wrap him in a rug leave him on the roof till he stink Hit the pool-hall Fled the calico and watch him blink Movin on Picaso Painting my portraits and condos Cuz when the Lo blows Only the Lo knows who doe knows (hey hey) Ish: Dont give me your swing I got mines and thats the thing Blahzay blahzay blahzay who name bell ring Geechie: Dont give me your swing I got mine and thats the thing Blahzay blahzay blahzay who name bell ring Verse Two: Ish (check this) I dont hate players, Im from the crown rhyme sayers Whatever kid- sayers get down with no delaying I play my cards shark style, kings and aces Welcome to New York the illest of all places I never bleed even through this plaza of greed You got the rarest, true aint game in yo world Not them Forrest Gump niggas with shades and S-curls (uh) I tilt my crown fly Im trying to angle you girl The me and you alliance, is no doubt the fly science Well prosecute the phony star picks with our style The million dollar necks word go head crack a smile My name is Ish and thats something even in this tish Of pimps, players, hustlers, and killahs and they wish Your pretty to me, put in me in your frame your complex attitude intrigue me...stronger than blow you know, we can play the scenes like Pacino and Pfieffer My queenll shine on brinks three karats and brighter Finesse in foreign fabrics crit seers(') tighter Them clown kids you dealt never belt I came around swift and got felt That champagne brand name style got melt My man Killah Jules put me close to these jewels thats dropped in the lesson sent to crush fools (crush em..peace) Yo yo, Dont give me your swing I got mines and thats the thing Its not your swing Its mines and thats the thing So all that blahzay blahzay blahzay who name bell rings All that blahzay blahzay blahzay who name bell rings [ Swing Lyrics ]
Содержание трека помогает не только запомнить любимые строки, но и ощутить связь с Camp Lo. Возможно, вы заметите, как лирика «Swing» перекликается с вашим опытом, или найдёте ответы на давние вопросы. Эта страница создана для ценителей музыки: здесь вы сохраните текст для личного использования, поделитесь им с друзьями или используете в творчестве. Погружайтесь в мир слов композиции «Swing» — каждая строчка здесь обретает новый смысл.