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giggs - rat-a-tat-tat lyrics

simple
giggs
kyze
sn1 from top to bottom. (yeah)
oi kyze warm it up for me fam

when i catch you in the ends im gonna rip you up,
when i catch you in the dance im gonna kick you up,
when i run up in your house it’s best you give it up,
when im feelin low ridin gets me spirit up
n-gg-s think they know kyze but they don’t know nuttin,
hurry get the suttin turn em into curry mutton,
tried to pinch some guys,
missed a couple times,
had to slap myself- someone needs to f-ckin die,
all ive been thinkin about is money needs to get earned,
i put the track on pause something needs to get burned,
my head will not turn,
im loyal to a hot firm,
plus im extra p-ssed the d’s just locked termz,
little d-ckhead youts don’t they know im old-school?
i aint hiding like you fam i’m local,
d-ckheads are g-ssed up tryna amp their vocals,
tone it down, me and my gun are anti-social,
your man are so fool,
im just so cool,
them man ain’t gangsta nah they’re just so called,
these little b-tches are so small,
drivin’ the getaway whip and i won’t stall,
roll up and i won’t talk,
jump out, go nuts with the blow-torch,
get caught fam, i won’t talk,
not even from a mad case that i won’t walk.

rat-dag-a-dag-a-dag-dat
rat-tat-a-tat-a-tat-tat
when i clap little brats best scat,
rat-tat-a-tat-a-tat-tat

coming from deep in the jungle,
hollowmans got heat but im humble,
n-gg-s say i don’t speak i just mumble,
i don’t need to speak teef got a gun fool,
you’ve been easily rumbled,
then my suttin go brap, get a lungfull,
i’ll even squeeze at your uncle,
motherf-ckers won’t bleed when they tumble,
you ain’t heard sh-t from this n-gg- yet,
how much more greazy can a n-gg- get?
p-ss me the weed and a cigarette,
n-gg-s go all nuts when i hit em nets,
kyzer, yes one of my main men,
n-gg-s say i bad him up but they hatin’,
and hollowman doesn’t rate them,
they sayin’ d-ckheads then kyze will blaze them,
i just give him the strap he’s like amen,
gave him the mac and he spray-spray-spray ten,
take boys and make men,
make noise in your fake ends,
spray toys at your fraid fence,
n-gg-s don’t like me but wanna make friends,
and thats the wave of a snake ends,
and that’s the way that the game ends.

rat-dag-a-dag-a-dag-dat
rat-tat-a-tat-a-tat-tat
when i clap little brats best scat,
rat-tat-a-tat-a-tat-tat

daddy? why dont you make any cd’s for me man?
here you are, do something about this disney cd man!
aaaahh

- giggs lyrics

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