More Maniacs Lyrics By Giggs
No man can speak to my squad
Fam, I'll squeeze off a shot
Let you reason with God
Still Pecknarmed off
I ain't leaving the block
Got my black bandana
Plus the P on my top
The black hammer don't freeze on the job
Make a bitch **** scream from the shop
Fling down my ting, then freeze off the spot
Keep it on the low, don't speak to the cops
**** best fear when the gun rise
I don't wanna see tears in your dumb eyes
Have a **** in the air when the slugs fly
You don't wanna be there if the gun sky
In a different league, done with the dumb knives
Fuck a dumb hype, load up on dumb lives
So don't make me have to roll up on dumb guys
'Cause I dump nice, leave your body slumped right
Packaging white
Packaging white
Look to the left of me, the matic's in sight
Matic's in sight
Matic's in sight
Look to the left of me, the matic's in sight
Packaging white
Packaging white
Look to the left of me, the matic's in sight
Matic's in sight
Matic's in sight
Look to the left of me, the matic's in sight
The first move I went on
Ended up a bloodbath
I've been on murder scene
I know you **** heard of me
Shower crew rider, strap supplier
Dodged shots last week, blood, I'm a true survivor
Kill for the game, never kill for the fame
It's nothin' to a G
He's walkin' dead, what a shame
I swim in dangerous waters
Man would've got life if the feds never caught us
Trust I would have pitched the
Ask Spenkid, I'm sick on the works
I'm a real G and I will squeeze
Rappers wish they could be just like me
But no, you're not like me
I'm in the spot with Giggs, Dubz and Boost
I've got my gun in the booth
Most **** runnin' from the truth
Here's some real rappers, certified kidnappers
Young Spray, Hollowman
Feds tryna follow man
Packaging white
Packaging white
Look to the left of me, the matic's in sight
Matic's in sight
Matic's in sight
Look to the left of me, the matic's in sight
Packaging white
Packaging white
Look to the left of me, the matic's in sight
Matic's in sight
Matic's in sight
Look to the left of me, the matic's in sight
Move even scattier now
Got youths in the traphouse, packaging brown
Trafficking south, slapping in rounds
Straps, **** know I've got the fattest in town
(Ooh)
Sittin' down till the drugs come
Then have **** runnin' out there on drug runs
Stay out till the sun comes
I've got the cocaine mountains, you want some?
Let him lie bleedin'
Greasy, that's the way that I'm feelin'
Motherfuckers wanna better my squeezin'
You didn't hear, but the red and white leads in
I've got a move for the evenin'
Hot chick and she's down for the beatin'
So I ease in then I'm leavin'
Jump in the vehicle, put the keys in
Packaging white
Packaging white
Look to the left of me, the matic's in sight
Matic's in sight
Matic's in sight
Look to the left of me, the matic's in sight
Packaging white
Packaging white
Look to the left of me, the matic's in sight
Matic's in sight
Matic's in sight
Look to the left of me, the matic's in sight
