Giggs HB Freestyle (Season 3)

Lyrics

[Intro: Giggs] (I said it's fuckin' Payday, motherfucker) Ah [Verse: Giggs] Little crash nigga falls then he rises Got the cash money callin' for prizes (Yeah) All them trap money calls and divide's it Rap nigga's all in disguises (Yeah) Backs to the wall in a crisis (Crisis) Gangsters, enormous with niceness (Yeah) Cancer's and Taurus and Pisces (Hmm) Broke off some bread, couple slices Start with him Don't wanna dance with the Devil, but you dance with him Ask him (Yeah), get some answers in Caskets, nigga blasted him, crosses After, ask and it's done I need an answer Knights 'round the table like I'm Arthur Sign of the cross, I need a pastor, sharper (Woof) Backs to the wall, so he marches (Marches) Yats and Red Bulls in there glasses (Yeah) Don's got the Glock, not the smartest Tools in the box, not the sharpest (Trust) Yeah, characters (Characters) Heavy on the shoulders, but were balancers (Jheez) I don't want no nigga to embarrass me We ain't really messin' with embarrassment (Nah) Shh, keep quiet Been sayin', "Holla", but it seems biased (Haha) He's half greasy but he's defiant Yeah, G corned like the Green Giant Straight friend or foe Shit you told Hollow, I ain't tell a soul Lock and load everything then we roll Man'll load everything then we go (Vroom) Last request, too much Biggie Smalls Life after death. you got the biggest balls (Yeah) And you passed the test, you put your hand on me It's be a nasty death, I got the gang with me (Yeah) Last words up and across like it's a crossword Big bad and boujee, that's my boss bird (Boss bird) Rocks in the corner with the Mossberg, washed nerds Backs to the wall and we're laughin' (We're laughin') MAC to the fool got him dancin' (Ah) Rice and the peas and the plantain Any ideas, please run 'em past him G's on the strip and they're graftin' Green in the spliff like a Martian Tool in the box, I was talkin' about Guess what? Got it sharpened