Album Cover Crud (feat. Giggs)

Crud (feat. Giggs)

GHETTS

4

How the fuck you get punched up with a gun tucked?

Lumped up without the sum

That sums up all of you dumb fucksDumdums without the gun

Shouldn′t beef above 30

But man are too bloodthirsty

Left that club drunk without the rum

Knife work, man's cutting out early

You don′t know nothing 'bout certy

Talk is cheap, anyone can outword me

I'll push man to the max, no mercy

Ah, they keep talking Game of Thrones

But if you look at the stats, I′m Cersei

That′s another head gone

You could be right and alive

Or you could be dead wrong

We don't hide out unless man′s in Croatia

We go find out where you live and go later

Better mind that I'm as close as your neighbour

Claw and a mask, man know Mr Vega

No bullshit, we don′t panic

Full clip in the 'matic

Full clips, cinematic

Caught him in the traffic

Old-school Giggs, Let Em Ave It

What′s that breeze?

Just caught wind of the fassy

When his friend came back

He was a vegetable sadly

Whatever I'm letting off right now

Is going on jezebel scatty

What, blud? There's ring off the ting

And then there′s decibel happy

That′s two different things

The mandem are well splashy

Bang bang ricochet and ping

Will somebody tell Ashley

Gangland, every day and ting

Then I moved out gladly

Hashtag get away from him

They want a shootout badly

Apart from mistakes, what have you made? (Money)

Couldn't even make Kool-Aid

My girlfriend′s preggers right now

It's ironic how my birthday is her due date

If I′m out of line

There's a Reason my Logic ain′t Cubase

My new ting talking about ex men

I don't care about X-men unless they can mutate

I don't care if it′s US or UK

I don′t care if it's a duet or crusade

I don′t care if it's you, them and Luke Cage

If I slew them, it′s Doomsday

Same person, straight merkage

That left there, I turned it

When I left there diverted

How did he dead diversions?

Your version or my version?

The playback or live version?

They want Ghetts back, but the '2000 & Life′ version

Think you're a big boy 'cause you got beard

Bullets′ll make your face look weird

Ashanti the way man side burning

(Nah, she′s still good food, though)

True don dada

Can't tell man about bruise and batter

Can′t tell man about boom and scatter

Can't tell man about shoot like Kaká

Can′t tell man about "Who's that rapper?"

Them kinda ting make human para

Can′t tell man about food and trapper

Been out here since FUBU and Kappa

Baby nine, man goo goo gaga

Sting man like Buju and Shabba

All man there is bodoof and backa

Greengate gangbanger

No suwoo or blue bandana

J Hus with a knife

That's Juju and dagger

Eat him up, beat so tasty

Giggs so rude, yeah, Giggs so facety

Pricks get bruised up, hit, no safety

Pricks get moved up, bitch, don't make me

You, him, her, that bitch don′t rate me

You′ve been acting nervous lately

Dude got captain murdered baitly

Broad-day, burnt up, slapped up, weighty

Yeah, slapped up, shaky

Wake him up, wakey wakey

Yeah, big bread, you so bakery

Forgot my weed, so who's gon′ lace me?

Sticky, blue marijuana

Yeah, Lucy and Lana

Wan' chew the banana

And Lara

Sipping D′Ussé with Carla

And man got the power like I moved in with La La

Hollow got man so nervous

Sweet, man so Werthers

Sweeties, man sold sherberts

Yeah, man just rinsed that MAC straight

Man flip burgers

Yeah, man got hit nine times

Yeah, man got Curtis'd

Yeah, man just ′llow me

Yeah, 'bout it 'bout it

Yeah, rowdy rowdy

Yeah, nigga, don′t dial me stylist

No, no one don′t style me

Nigga, just give me some space, please

No one don't crowd me (chee!)

Yeah, new innuendo

Parked at the station

Old-school, used to Nintendo

Greazy, uno momento

Got that, shoot him again though

Boost in the bando

Fuck that, boost in the Benzo

Big cake for a hen do

But who′d be the hen though?

And he's got the high-grade

But who′s got the crème, though?

Yeah, skrrrt in a Lamborghini, yeah

Skrrrt it again, bro

With that Dr. Dre and Eazy-E

Turn up Lorenzo

Honk honk, yeah, H on the honka

Saw me with Swizz Beatz

Video, H and the monster

Yeah, H be the romper-stomper

Yeah, take it and conquer

Ay, man can't respect this yute

′Cause, mate, you're a plonker

Living, man's just living this

Man′s so stupid, man′s the silliest

Man's just hideous

Straight Darth Vader, H Darth Sidious

True don dada

Can′t tell man about bruise and batter

Can't tell man about boom and scatter

Can′t tell man about shoot like Kaká

Can't tell man about "Who′s that rapper?"

Them kinda ting make human para

Can't tell man about food and trapper

Been out here since FUBU and Kappa

Baby nine, man goo goo gaga

Sting man like Buju and Shabba

All man there is bodoof and backa

Greengate gangbanger

No suwoo or blue bandana

J Hus with a knife

That's Juju and dagger