Lyrics

[Intro: Dubz] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Dubz Yeah Giggs I'm riding spinners, I'm riding spinners Spare No-1 family Cream Cartel [Verse 1: Giggs] Real G's on the sets Spare No-1 and Cream's in effect (Yeah) Niggas that'll squeeze on a Tec Niggas better ease off the vest The percentage of my hits? (Spare) It's like I'm spitting keys of the meth You don't spray guns And now you're tryna jump on the bandwagon Screaming out 031 (031) I'm coming from the potent slums (Slums) Where niggas want your money right now, nigga don't play dumb It's hurting niggas heads (Yeah) That's the reason they circle 'round the feds (Feds) And tell 'em how I'm murdering the Z's (Z's) The faggots will deserve one in the head See their eyes used to be brown? The haterism turning them to red I don't mind spinners (Spinners) Niggas hate, I'm minding my business That's the reason why I don't like niggas (I don't like) You pussy's ain't hurting my feelings (Nah) I'm roaming with some Pecknarm, O-Trey certified killers [Chorus: Sizzle] These are two G's (G's) That will cock and squeeze These are two G's (G's) That will dump for free For less than two G's (G's) They have you on your knees These are two G's (G's), that will dump for me These are two G's (G's) That will cock and squeeze These are two G's (G's) That will dump for free For less than two G's (G's) They have you on your knees These are two G's (G's), that will dump for me [Verse 2: Dubz] Riding spinners, riding spinners Nah bitch, boy I'm driving ringers Ask Page, you can see the griming fingers I blast hays, and I roll with side gorillas You know them livest killers They don't have to have a reason You're just there tryna mind your business Til shit went down outside your premises There's no such thing as a silent witnesses Tell them boys cut your tongue out, and slice your fingers It's Dubs, D-U-B-S Bring it to your front door like UPS Slugs, burst through your vest and thru' your flesh Drugs, you know we move the best Hush, bro keep it low Mouth full of shots and a pocket full of P's that fold You know police patrol So we keep it low (Low) When we creeping slow hit you in your shinbone And dislocate your feet from toes [Chorus: Sizzle] These are two G's (G's) That will cock and squeeze These are two G's (G's) That will dump for free For less than two G's (G's) They have you on your knees These are two G's (G's), that will dump for me These are two G's (G's) That will cock and squeeze These are two G's (G's) That will dump for free For less than two G's (G's) They have you on your knees These are two G's (G's), that will dump for me