SwizZz - Low-Dough lyrics

[Hook] Now I'mma get it in for the low dough Watch me get it in for the low dough Now I'mma get it in for the low dough Watch me get it in I'mma get it in [Verse 1] Let me introduce you to that new west coast And get your f**in' head bangin' like it's techno But not Bena**i or mister Tiesto I'm SwizZz, three z's, but not to be slept on Now catch your breath and get all calm and collected Cause in a second i'mma do something so highly unexpected You might f**in' drop your jaws to the floor Like when you caught your wife cheatin' in the back of your Ford, sayin' "Emily, please, I know you threatened to leave But I never thought for a minute you'd be f**ing with D s**ing his dick like a leech, nuts all in yo' cheek And he's my best friend too, now both of you bleed" I talk sh** like a a** with a mouth Then clap n***as like a beat made down in the south ("Hey") I invite beef, I treat it like I'm f**ing obese A hungry n***a, yes I'm ready to eat [Hook x2] [Verse 2] See, I left school and chose to rap Now I'm broke as f**, without a deal Askin' my dad for gas money and a 20 to eat Feel like a bum on his knees Getting excited for a crumb in the street ("What tha f**?") My part time job won't pay off Hours getting cut and other n***as getting laid off Economy stop, I'm tryin' to prosper I see patients growin' a beard waitin' hours to see a doctor Now what the f** do you call justice? I've seen a cop shoot a father like "f** it" He did even choose to beat him like a drum stick On new years day Grant was slayed by a f**in' pig So this was for Oscar Grant and his family I send this message to anybody to challenge me Ya'll f**in' up the game and that's a no-no You tryin' to get high, I can get you for the low-dough [Hook x2] [Verse 3] Yo, I learned in life that nothing's fair ("Nothing") So I get drunk as sh** drinkin' absinthe like I wasn't there I'll yank your girl by your nappy hair Toss her down the stairs like a Slinky Then spark a blunt like a f**in' flare Don't bother knockin' n***a, no one's there I'm on vacation with Jeezy slappin' greedy j**s that refuse to share My flow is grizzly homie, try to bare Something so rare I'll make John McCain throw his arms in the air ("I love the US") I spit on fake f*ggot rappers when I'm battlin' I'm sick enough to drown shack in the shallow end I rock stunner shades without the lens, count to ten And go dumb like a retarded kid who ain't got no friends I know it seems like I'm mad at life But I see everything in grey, propably because I'm black and white FV's the set, you've seen the logo You tryin' to get high, I still got you for the low dough [Hook x2]