Lyrics 187 - Giggs
Let's
a-go!
(Machine
baby)
Let's
a-go
(Yeah)
Turn
up
my
headphones
One
MAC-10
(10)
One
11
(11)
It's
one
eight
seven
(Yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
One
eight
seven
(Hah)
One
eight
seven
(Seven)
One
eight
seven
(One
eight
seven)
One
MAC-10
(MAC-10)
One
11
Pull
up
at
the
spot
(Pull
up
at
the
spot)
Rolling
with
the
big
about
it
Might
pull
up
with
a
thot
(Umm!)
Now
everyone
at
Hollowman's
local
Might
pull
up
where
it's
hot
(Where
it's
hot)
A
knew
that
them
niggas
be
working
Might
pull
up
on
a
job
(Yeah)
What's
on
the
menu?
Oh,
that's
them
man
(Them
man)
Glocks
at
the
venue
(Yeah)
I
had
lots
on
the
menu
(Menu)
I
had
lots
at
the
venue
(Yeah)
I'm
gonna
have
to
continue
To
just
floss
and
offend
you
Hands
on
the
cash
(The
cash)
I
had
Buck
on
the
phone
all
morning
I
got
my
gang
on
attack
(Jheez)
I
had
Buck
on
the
phone
just
yawning
I
got
my
gang
getting
gassed
(Yeah)
I
got
the
smallest
circle
of
soldiers
'Cause
I
got
stabbed
in
the
back
(Um!)
Who's
getting
heavy
(Heavy)
I
got
dudes
on
the
ready
So
who's
getting
ready?
(Who's
getting
ready?)
And,
who
gets
a
girl
at
the
end
Please,
who's
getting
Debbie?
Yeah,
dig
'em
up,
yeah,
yeah
Fools
getting
buried
One
MAC-10
(10)
One
11
(Yeah)
It's
one
eight
seven
(Seven)
One
eight
seven
(One
eight
seven)
One
eight
seven
(One
eight
seven)
One
eight
seven
(One
eight
seven)
One
MAC-10
(Yeah)
One
11
Money's
low
I
had
one
in
seven
I
had
couple
9s
and
10s
And
one
11
(Ooh)
Riders
posted
Burning
lemon
Man
are
ready
Just
come
and
get
'em
(Come
and
get
us)
Bounce
and
a
ounce
(Ounce)
Back
from
the
wildest
party
And
I'm
out
for
the
count
(Yeah)
Out
for
the
count
(Count)
Knocked
out
on
the
couch
(On
the
couch)
No
one
don't
tell
me
nuttin'
I
threw
up
out
of
the
house
(Outs
of
the
house)
You
better
respect
that
I
get
the
message
and
I
text
back
I
put
a
message
on
the
next
track
(Yeah)
I
put
my
zoobie
where
the
cheques
at
(Yeah)
I
get
the
pussy,
then
I
flex
that
(Yeah)
You
better
run
it
and
address
that
(Yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
I
want
my
money
where
my
desk
at
(Money
where
my
desk
at)
I
got
pills
and
a
lyca
(So
what)
So
who's
getting
hyper?
(Yeah)
Niggas
think
they're
rapping
up
man
So
who's
in
a
cypher?
He
just
sliced
up
a
man's
cake
By
just
using
a
slicer
(Straight)
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah
One
eight
seven
(Seven)
I
had
one
in
bussin',
and
one
in
revvin'
(Yeah)
We
ain't
comin',
discussing
We
comin',
dead
him
I
had
them
mother
fuckers
dropping
like
them
fucking
lemmings
(Haha)
One
MAC-10
(10)
One
11
(One
11)
It's
one
eight
seven
(One
eight
seven)
One
eight
seven
(One
eight
seven)
One
eight
seven
(One
eight
seven)
One
eight
seven
(One
eight
seven)
One
MAC-10
One
11
(One
11)
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