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untitled 6 - giggs lyrics

[intro: giggs]
pinch, n*gga (giggs), pinch
l, l, (l)
knock, knocn (t.comma, pinch)
[?] f*ck up right now
this one’s very, very hot

[verse 1: giggs, ?]
tell me how my sh*t is sounding
these sn n*ggas keep their guns around them (straight, you know it’s f*cking real)
these n*ggas ain’t real
screaming “k!ller” more times than a dipset album (huh, bang, bang)
i lost a lot of n*ggas in the struggle
not a day goes by i ain’t p*ssed about them
can’t get rid of my sorrow (nah)
so i take a hit of the weed, grab the yak, take a sip to drown ’em (bang. bang)
most n*ggas act funny when a b*tch around them
b*tch n*ggas act hard when the clips around them
my dog, i’ll let it devour them
real n*ggas keep their head up and be a b*tch [?] (keep your head up)
i’m in the slums tryna climb out
so believe cocaine’s gotta lift me out (come on)
queens heads n*gga, i’m about them
if you don’t understand, don’t try and figure me out
f*ck feds, f*ck judges (judges)
everything blair says, that’s a load of rubbish (rubbish)
they put us in positions where we gotta act thuggish
so please don’t f*ck around me
’cause i don’t lack guns or courage (i don’t)
yeah i travel the roads
pitch £50, rasta fiends value my stones
that b*tch will be the reason you will end up being taken out of the game
(why’s that?) ’cause you can’t leave the f*nny alone
i’d rather be on the roads
slanging ‘caine in sets (come on)
got country boys loving off the ‘caine i press
don’t come to me with that commercial sh*t
i don’t work with this
season it, it ain’t no cess (nah)
i’m a monster on this verse
second that i heard this beat we bunned it
not a n*gga on earth i can’t bun with
what’d you expect n*gga? i smoke the strong sh*t (yeah)

- giggs lyrics

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