Giggs Who Are You To Judge Lyrics

[Giggs:]

Hit them with facts

Hollowman’s out here living in the trap

A little bit of this and a little bit of

The feds nicked me I got imprisoned for a strap

It was shootings

Every minute listening to rap

’02 got shot, couldn’t pass the three

That’s when I got locked, feds were after me

It was hard to see

I was half a G

It was all guns, drugs, girls and Master P

My main two thugs that’ll blast for me

Nuts and Carlton they’ll go hard for me

I’ll go hard for them and they seen that

Between the two of them they know I’ll go hard for each

Fam I’m half the streets

And I’m half a beast

But when I get pissed off Kyze pass the piece

Even Fes licked out couple arteries

Heading nowhere fast ’cause it’s hard to eat

[Joe Grind:]

Ain’t got shit to prove

Niggas know what I do

Who are you to judge me?

You know what I been though?

You see me in nice clothes and you think my life’s smooth

I’m a weed in this world and they want to cut my root

Ain’t got shit to prove

Niggas know what I do

Who are you to judge me?

You know what I been though?

You see me in nice clothes and you think my life’s smooth

I’m a weed in this world and they want to cut my root

[Giggs:]

I’ma git them up again

Life ain’t easy sitting in the pen

Or as a young black man living in the ends

I know twelve year olds that be wishing for a skeng

If they get one they’ll be licking at your friend

Niggas plotting on me, got me visioning my death

Niggas smile in my face but they wishing I was dead

If you think I’m so fake come and lick it at me then

I’m swearing to God I’ll be in it to the end

You can tell by my pain that I’ve seen shit

Had a little gun charge yes I’ve been nicked

You say you ain’t seen me

But if you’ve had a shootout with them Pecknarm Gs then you seen Giggs

Got me as some crime boss ’cause my team’s big

If you’re talking OG then my team is

Easy off on my penis

I’m about to fly high, I can feel it

[Joe Grind:]

Ain’t got shit to prove

Niggas know what I do

Who are you to judge me?

You know what I been though?

You see me in nice clothes and you think my life’s smooth

I’m a weed in this world and they want to cut my root

Ain’t got shit to prove

Niggas know what I do

Who are you to judge me?

You know what I been though?

You see me in nice clothes and you think my life’s smooth

I’m a weed in this world and they want to cut my root

[Giggs:]

From the pissy blocks

To the sickest spots

I’ll be up in Stringfellows where the strippers cotch

And the strippers watch when I issue rocks

And I’m always on time I ain’t missing shots

I ain’t slipping ’cause

Them little pussy cops

Got me standing on the edge but I ain’t slipping off

Might clap a hater who’s got issues ’cause

My mad stack of paper’s like a tissue box

I use to roll to mystical, use to listen lots

Now it’s all Hollowman screaming give them rocks

Who’s that trying to say ‘Ummmm’ what a big impostor

Niggas know me ’cause yes I’m an official mobster

And they know my code D, that’s my nigga Foster

Got the dust game smashed we should get an Oscar

And we don’t need cats ’cause I’m trying to prosper

I’ll be linking architects and be meeting doctors