Luyện nghe bài hát My Swag

You gotta get your swagger together, nigga, get your
Starts on the inside, ya dig, I don't need mine, I got cribs we goin
If you love yourself you can't love nobody
Keep up, nigga, I myself, you gon' need to travel, ladies
You go and get that Mack diesel,

I'm the man from Atlanta to way out in
Catch me in New York, I'm on the way to
I be in Hawaii then me in Paris
I be at home barely, I'll sleep when I'm

What I need some sleep for? dope got me geeked up
I went to and made a mil' in a week, bro
These niggaz can't keep up when they see me in
So I go out in Ibiza, time I ain't sleep for

Bout three days, maybe see me in Haiti
With Wyclef Jean and a selection of
But my folk got that workin like they in the eighties
See the money's move me, conversation don't phase me

Tell 'em why cause I been the world
Traveled the seven and I be
bottles with celebrities so you can find me
Flyin high, smokin trees

Girls the world
They keep me, they call me
Paparazzi, they be me, they all be
Hopin that they get a of me

It's my swag, wonder what's so special 'bout him?
Why they sellin records like him? Tell 'em
It's my swag, how he look so cool?
And why everybody do he do, so

Gotta be my swag, they wonder why he wear his hat like
When girls see him why they act that? Aye, I don't know
It's my swag, for some reason all the niggaz love him
Even their girlfriend wanna fuck him
I guess, gotta be my

Gettin in Frisco, wearin my raincoat
See I'm gettin wet and this bitch in the boat
I came in the game slow, they act like they know
That I wasn't gon' leave until I got I came fo'

I still can't complain though as as I ain't broke
I came a way but, shawty, ain't nothin changed though
I still let the tool go, get it confused, bro
Run up on me wrong, now what you think I'ma do,

Send you to your maker go to Jamaica
Or to Cabo, I chill at my condo
My is perfect, hatin on me ain't worth it
Guarantee you, boy, the my turf if that hurts

Tell 'em why I been around the world
Traveled the seas and I be
Poppin bottles celebrities so you can find me
Flyin high, smokin trees

Girls the world
They keep callin me, call me
Paparazzi, they be me, they all be
that they get a shot of me

It's my swag, they wonder what's so 'bout him?
Why they ain't sellin records like him? 'em
It's my swag, how he look so cool?
And why everybody do he do, so

be my swag, they wonder why he wear his hat like that?
When girls see him why they act like that? Aye, I know
It's my swag, for some reason all the real love him
though their girlfriend wanna fuck him
I guess, gotta be my

Regardless what say I'm as real as they come
I'm chasin that paper, baby, however it
I'm singin a and movin yay by the ton
You never seen a gettin money so young

How I get the pen all the way to Berlin
I've been to Switzerland, and pimpin, goin again
It nothin to catch me in the south of France
In a shop smokin dro in Amsterdam

It nothin to fly all the way to Dubai
St. Barts, St. Lucia, any day we can try
G-5 to and they say I'ma lie
I'ma like a dog 'til the day that I die

Tell 'em why cause I been the world
Traveled the seven and I be
Poppin bottles celebrities so you can find me
high, smokin better trees

Girls the world
They callin me, they call me
Paparazzi, be follow me, they all be
that they get a shot of me

It's my swag, they what's so special 'bout him?
Why they ain't sellin records like Tell 'em
It's my swag, how he look so cool?
And why do what he do, so

Gotta be my swag, they wonder why he wear his hat that?
When see him why they act like that? Aye
It's my swag, for some reason all the niggaz love him
Even though their girlfriend fuck him
I guess, be my swag

This is pimpin
You couldn't duplicate this shit if I you how to, man
Ha, y'all, niggaz, up
By the time you get to Rico, my nigga, I'll be in Cuba

By the time you get to Cuba be in Haiti
By the time you get to Haiti be way over in Africa, man
You know what Im South of France in my land, man
The my turf, my nigga