Giggs - Untitled 37 lyrics

Look at all these niggas
Claiming that they're bastards
Blud, they've got me in stitches
They're claiming to be hard niggas
Must be sipping hard liquor
If inside their feelings, give up
The jiggs up
If Giggs is in the fucking building
I've been through shit you've only
Seen when you robbed pictures
I bet you'd piss yourself if a
Bullet missed you by inches (Come on)
And killing off your enemies right
Now's your only interest
Your bussing shots and night or day
To you or me it's no difference (Uh)
Your only problem now is
Everybody knows your business
The streets are talking
And talking only helps the snitches
We got reason to believe that
Thompson's involved in these shootings
Now the police wanna come in and kick
The door out off the hinges
Only real niggas can understand the realness
(Realness) let's have this shit on lock to
Keep the coppers off your feelers (Fellers)
Make sure you've got your shit uncock
On chopper blud I'm serious (Uh)
Your copper shots have gotta leave
'em bloody as a period (Come on)
What'd you know about
Life threatening situations?
I'm bussing for everything 'cause you
Just ain't got the patience
That's why I'm on the low (Low)
But little did I know these little pussyhole
Feds have got my yard under surveillance
They can watch my crib
They never get nowhere with that
Go out the fence, go out the back
I roll and bounce, and dip in cabs
It's time to go and pick up the stash
I'm on the grind with a key full
Of OZ's bulging out my JD bag
That's the way I live
The life that I'm pushing
Hustle everyday, hardly any time for my woman
We end things
We can't fall back and land on a cushion
If I fall back, I bang my head
You feeling it cousin?
All I'm tryna do is eat
Keep food in the kitchen
But when I come home late
My women keeps moaning and bitching
I've had the hardest fucking day
But, you know that they don't listen
If I was broke and stayed at home
You'd know they still fucking moan