p.y.g - myspace untitled lyrics
[intro: shocks]
unit 10
yeah
shocks in the f-cking building
young size on this one
young shaq
s.i to py
free young spend
free young f-cking taz
free all the jail birds
money mitch in the f-cking building
yo shaq, go hard on this one
[verse 1: y.shaq]
okay
seven in the clip, trigger finger feeling itchy (itchy)
gloves on ’cause these p-ssy n-ggas moving snitchy (snitchy)
n-ggas moving b-tchy
fam wake up (wake up)
and motherf-cker stop getting lippy (jheez)
n-ggas think, that i won’t bark my stick (hum)
fam i’ll bark my stick (bark my stick)
and i split these wigs
f-ck —, f-ck trident
’cause they locked up colonel and f-cking [?]
pyg, we’re the hardest firm (hardest firm)
act up, you can get your head top burnt (head top burnt)
oc p-ssies yeah they really don’t learn (don’t learn)
young pecky n-ggas they can’t come to our turf (no way)
yeah these n-ggas need to start recognising
the spark from the nine (nine), will have n-ggas thinking it’s lightening
yeah it’s frightening
young size (young sizer), f-cking light him
[chorus: shocks]
jim jones a part of me (s.i)
tb’s a part of me
mad max a part of me
mad gats you start to see
head backs will start to bleed (start to bleed)
won’t catch me slipping (nah), ’cause the [?] is a part of me
jim jones a part of me
tb’s a part of me
mad max a part of me
mad gats you start to see
head backs will start to bleed (start to bleed)
won’t catch me slipping (nah), ’cause the [?] is a part of me
[verse 2: shocks]
i’m tryna stick to that daily prayer
but the streets is calling me telling me mess with that dirty paper
how am i meant to stay clean (nah)?
when my n-gga boost is telling me we’re going halves on a semi-sprayer
jim jones i love that n-gga
so if i catch you f-cking with him, best know i’m on that trigger
nuttie took me under his wing (s.i)
and told me not to worry, he was gonna make my funds go bigger
now mum knows i pitch these f-ggots (pitch ’em)
so to keep me out of trouble, she sent me up to crystal palace (f-ck that)
i tried to change my life around (nah)
but then i’m back on the trap, with my n-ggas gritz and matix (yeah)
done these pr-cks and f-ggots (yeah), i’ve got me into madness
i’m gonna leave them six feet under, with the sh-t and maggots
i’m tryna make it to heaven, with my hard head team
everybody knows that pyg, we grip the cannons (p-y)
[chorus: shocks]
jim jones a part of me (s.i)
tb’s a part of me
mad max a part of me
mad gats you start to see
head backs will start to bleed (start to bleed)
won’t catch me slipping (nah), ’cause the [?] is a part of me
jim jones a part of me
tb’s a part of me
mad max a part of me
mad gats you start to see
head backs will start to bleed (start to bleed)
won’t catch me slipping (nah), ’cause the [?] is a part of me
[outro: shocks]
woo
dun know
shocks in the f-cking building
s.i to pyg
f-ck the rest of them
free my n-gga young taz
free my n-gga young spend
dun know
real life g’s in the f-cking building
unit 10
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