Giggs - Untitled 28 lyrics
[Giggs - Untitled 28 lyrics]
Spare No-1 double
Big Lee otrizzy
It's nothing late night session (Relax)
Slums
Storm in the building (They’re really on it)
I'm gonna lay somethin'
I’m the nigga that be grinding in cabs
With my gat on my lap, couple O's in the bag
Got a chick in the front while
I sit in the back
Don't think that's my wife
She just one of my slags 24
Hr grinding, 6 6 til 6
If I ain't got the stick
Then I'm taking a risk
Try creeping up on Giggs man
I'll fuck up your shit
Hooked up to machines
Getting fed from a drip
Don't ever think I won’t put
A bullet through you queers
’Cause the sound of my guns
Like music to my ears
Whether daylight or night
Man I never really cared
If it's beef, then it’s beef
Fuck the time of day and where
Niggas hate 'cause I'm moving that weight
If my punk ain't a 9 or a 10, it’s a 8
If I ain't there on time
Then I'm sorry I'm late
Here's a couple extra grams man
My business is great
I want my people to be happy
At the end of the day
Thinking, "yeah that Giggs is diamond
I can phone him all day"
With a little bit of fear
That's the mafia way
Wouldn't want you people thinking that
They don't have to pay
Even when I was in jail, I was shotting it up
Me, Inch, , L, yo what up?
On the drug, forever pissing in cups
Screws try spin a cell
But they ain't got nuttin' on us
Fuck prison food, yeah we cooking our shit
Dumplings bitch
We living like the Goodfellas did
Don't phone me my niggas
Makes my time go quicker
The only time I use the phones is
When I check up on my kid
Keep the cup right next to my bed
Try running in my cell then I'm
Lacing or bussing your head
If it's a road ting, I'm bussing my lead
If it's a chick, then I'm bussing
'cause believe she gives wonderful head
Big Lee otrizzy
It's nothing late night session (Relax)
Slums
Storm in the building (They’re really on it)
I'm gonna lay somethin'
I’m the nigga that be grinding in cabs
With my gat on my lap, couple O's in the bag
Got a chick in the front while
I sit in the back
Don't think that's my wife
She just one of my slags 24
Hr grinding, 6 6 til 6
If I ain't got the stick
Then I'm taking a risk
Try creeping up on Giggs man
I'll fuck up your shit
Hooked up to machines
Getting fed from a drip
Don't ever think I won’t put
A bullet through you queers
’Cause the sound of my guns
Like music to my ears
Whether daylight or night
Man I never really cared
If it's beef, then it’s beef
Fuck the time of day and where
Niggas hate 'cause I'm moving that weight
If my punk ain't a 9 or a 10, it’s a 8
If I ain't there on time
Then I'm sorry I'm late
Here's a couple extra grams man
My business is great
I want my people to be happy
At the end of the day
Thinking, "yeah that Giggs is diamond
I can phone him all day"
With a little bit of fear
That's the mafia way
Wouldn't want you people thinking that
They don't have to pay
Even when I was in jail, I was shotting it up
Me, Inch, , L, yo what up?
On the drug, forever pissing in cups
Screws try spin a cell
But they ain't got nuttin' on us
Fuck prison food, yeah we cooking our shit
Dumplings bitch
We living like the Goodfellas did
Don't phone me my niggas
Makes my time go quicker
The only time I use the phones is
When I check up on my kid
Keep the cup right next to my bed
Try running in my cell then I'm
Lacing or bussing your head
If it's a road ting, I'm bussing my lead
If it's a chick, then I'm bussing
'cause believe she gives wonderful head