Maniacs Giggs & Dubz (Ft. Blade Brown)

[Intro: Blade Brown, DJ Big Ryde]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Okay
Yeah
Aight hold tight Blade, let's do this

[Verse 1: Blade Brown, DJ Big Ryde]
The state of the game is a tragedy
Everybody's licking shots, everybody's bagging B
They say I wrap raw casually
Real talk I really had a nigga up in casualty
And nah I ain't talking 'bout the series
Feel free to ask me, I'm addressing all your queries
And darg I only roll with a couple bruddas
Most man are clowns they remind me of the Chuckle Brothers
And yeah my family's tight
Just B, Dre and C, I could name a couple others (But what?)
But I ain't baiting up names
It's bad enough I'm on the road baiting up 'caine
After a hard day's work darg
I'm ringing up Keisha, I'm rating that brain
But nah back to the subject
Most of the niggas on this rap ting are suspect
You never see them on the strip late
Swear down fam I can't listen to these mixtapes (Swear down)
They say they're all on the grind
I get that peng yeah I call it the shine, why? (Tell 'em why fam)
Because it glistens in the light
This is real talk, don't listen to the hype
Every time I spit it's like I'm christening the mic (This is Ard Bodied)
These niggas must be smoked when they're kissing on the pipe (Ayo Giggs, tell 'em how it went down)