Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Inglewood Swangin', artist - Bobby ErvinDate of issue: 31.12.2006
Song language: English
Inglewood Swangin' |
| Hey hey hey |
| What you got to say |
| Fast bitches fast cars money and fame |
| This rap shit is just like the '90's dope game |
| Before sold out shows rocked and hoes jocked |
| It was all about the 'hood and that Foe Hundred block |
| A few scraps as a puppy dog |
| You had to be down |
| To roam that infamous neighborhood |
| Where niggas wore the crown |
| It was on every morning from Manchester to Century |
| BG’s walkin' in packs to elementary |
| Afterschool some had 'hood patrol |
| And watched deals on the corner |
| While others had skills and hittin' drills in Pop Warner |
| The unforgettable good old days how it used to be |
| 'foe niggas made the transition from a jock to a G |
| Now the streets is nice but the police is thick |
| Cause niggas sick and mo' murders |
| Committed than a horror flick |
| But whatever happen rappin' or not |
| It’s the same for me |
| It’s still I.N.G. |
| foe L.I.F.E |
| So… |
| Hey hey heyy |
| What you got to say |
| Inglewooooood |
| Inglewood Swangin' |
| The city’s full of cheddar like a cheese pizza |
| Known for senoritas and Inglewood Familias |
| The landmarks in the 'hood is legendary |
| The fabulous Forum, the Court and the Library |
| The city hall is scandalous to the average tax payer |
| So the town done fucked around and voted me the mayor |
| Had G’s that put they life on the line and some died |
| But thanks to this rap we on the map worldwide |
| And as far as race go we probably even these days |
| About 50% black and the rest is esays |
| So we spin and we win up and down Market St |
| Bitch I’m a million dollar nigga and still shop the Swapmeet |
| What I’m in right now probably ain’t worth a hundred bucks |
| A beany T-shirt khakis and a fresh pair of Chucks |
| That’s a real nigga foe you that’s me so don’t knock it |
| I got everything I need plus money in my pocket |
| So… |
| I.N.G. |
| foe L.I.F.E. |
| (4X) |
| It seem like yesterday I was the average Y. G |
| And at the blink of a eye became a household MC |
| From the land of sunshine gold D’s and palm trees |
| To Japanese screamin' for a nigga overseas |
| But I gotta think about O. G's I got game from |
| Remain the same nigga and can’t forget where I came from |
| We all know money make the world go 'round |
| So I give back to my town and put a few niggas down |
| I keep my enemies close cause they salt shakers |
| Mad because I travel state to state |
| And get paid like the Lakers |
| Used to like the Magic man when I was a itty bitty |
| But now Mack and Shaq can go half and buy the city |
| So… |