Untitled 17

(album: Best Of Giggs (The Real Meaning) - 2008)

Yo Giggs
These niggas say you're on the fucking defence
They're saying you're just defending your shit
You ain't attacking nothing
So what's really good though?
Is something going down or what?

You're all leaning on this crack coming from my jaws
I spit it dirty raw like a stink pussy whore
My shit's better than yours
You can defend it or, keep your mouth shut like one of them prison doors
There's no defeating me
I've clocked it easily
Under any circumstances, any reason being
This is a famous scene, I tell this story well
'Cause my bars paint pictures like Raphael
I'm not talking 'bout turtles, I'm talking artists
Bitch I'm the hardest, now you know who the fucking star is
I make you sick innit?
I got the sickest lyrics
You have to get a tetanus shot to have to listen to it
Bitch I'm in it to win it
Spare No-1 til I'm finished
My CD's so cold you can skate on it
Please will you let me finish
Got one more bar, you get me?
I've got more bars than when Charlie went to the chocolate factory

Okay, okay player
Super sub
Coming off the bench and scoring goals and shit
So how many goals you got now?
Two? Three? Four?
Got promotion from the first division, now you're in the premiership
But there's plenty of teams, plenty
So you have to keep it up

You're pushing your luck, fix your attitude up
I don't give a fuck, [?] buck [?] make you run and duck
Niggas think 'cause I'm quiet that they can try it
When it comes to putting pressure on the trigger, I apply it
Niggas are fucked 'bout what you heard
Some niggas that act hard turn pussy when it comes to doing birds
They get a little one charge, they get shook
Information starts sneaking like discharge
You niggas are fronting 'cause you only appear ready
And we're stacking til our pockets are fat as fair belly
Throwing [?] chicks while you're rolling with bare jezzies
The heater's at me rolling with only a [?]
I stack chips, ain't looking to share any
Grip semis, spit heavy, and sip henny
I see you niggas portraying like you're all shotters
But you're soft in the middle like Jammie Dodgers

Alright, okay, yeah
You're in the premiership
You're doing your thing
But what, are you ready for the champions league?
Ready for top?
A league full of champions
Riding out daily
Nutting but struggle and hustle