Untitled 32 Giggs (Ft. Joe Grind)
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[Intro: Giggs]
Spare No-1
Spare No-1
(Hollowman) Hollowman
(AKA Giggs) Giggs
(AKA whatever) Giggs (AKA whatever you want)
Young Giggs
Flowz Production
Spare [?]
Gunna D
It's nothing
Joe Grizzle on this, Ninj
Straight Off The Blocks mixtape
Straight Off The Blocks, my nigga Kyze
Got me, with Kyze and shit, you feel me?
Just gonna get a little somethin'
Just gonna get somethin' off my chest
[Verse 1: Giggs]
It's hard for me 'cause I'm tryna change
Pussies fucking haters tryna keep me in the fire range
What am I to do? (Do)
Cry like a bitch, curl up into a ball, and grab the heater
Let the fire in
The circumstances of the street life, they make me live this way
I'm tryna turn this coke into a ladder and climb out the game
I hope you can be quiet for a minute (Yep)
Turn my music up, listen up (Yep)
Reach into your life and try and feel my pain
No one understands why a nigga like me holds a gun
Got I got, five real bros, and I'm the oldest one
And niggas out here sneaking (Sneaking)
One minute they be out here smiling in my face
And then the next time I see 'em I could be holding one, you feel me brother?
That's why I call this place Snakes Ville
Because if the D's don't fuck this shit up then the snakes will (Swear down)
But the heater makes it nothing (Nothing) to be slipping
Can't be bussing it (Bussing)
'Cause I'm used to this kinda hate still
Spare No-1
Spare No-1
(Hollowman) Hollowman
(AKA Giggs) Giggs
(AKA whatever) Giggs (AKA whatever you want)
Young Giggs
Flowz Production
Spare [?]
Gunna D
It's nothing
Joe Grizzle on this, Ninj
Straight Off The Blocks mixtape
Straight Off The Blocks, my nigga Kyze
Got me, with Kyze and shit, you feel me?
Just gonna get a little somethin'
Just gonna get somethin' off my chest
[Verse 1: Giggs]
It's hard for me 'cause I'm tryna change
Pussies fucking haters tryna keep me in the fire range
What am I to do? (Do)
Cry like a bitch, curl up into a ball, and grab the heater
Let the fire in
The circumstances of the street life, they make me live this way
I'm tryna turn this coke into a ladder and climb out the game
I hope you can be quiet for a minute (Yep)
Turn my music up, listen up (Yep)
Reach into your life and try and feel my pain
No one understands why a nigga like me holds a gun
Got I got, five real bros, and I'm the oldest one
And niggas out here sneaking (Sneaking)
One minute they be out here smiling in my face
And then the next time I see 'em I could be holding one, you feel me brother?
That's why I call this place Snakes Ville
Because if the D's don't fuck this shit up then the snakes will (Swear down)
But the heater makes it nothing (Nothing) to be slipping
Can't be bussing it (Bussing)
'Cause I'm used to this kinda hate still
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