Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Everybody Dead, artist - Giggs. Album song Now Or Never, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 05.11.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: NO BS
Song language: English
Everybody Dead |
| Gunshots man punches and fly kicks |
| Big boss get murdered with side kicks |
| These riders ride against cyclists |
| This spicey food with the spices |
| Fuck dem gayl and we ah fly shit |
| This da link and in di neck we shoot ice pick |
| Not informa boy we nah have ties with |
| None of dem bwoy dem nah wanna smoke like ah a light spliff |
| Bagga high |
| Had to bus his head like a grab a pie |
| Everbody ate, mad appetites |
| Everybodies fed man strap or die |
| Smash buck up um him head, man buckle fly |
| Everybody dead but backa bye |
| Everybody bled when coppa fly |
| And anybody test mans stopping bye |
| Jealous yutes, pricks mad jealousy |
| Chicks like Hollowman, big bad remedy |
| Chicken and chips and brings like Tennesse |
| Bitches just tryna get looks like lemme see |
| January, March chicks sticks like February |
| Niggas love bitches and this that chemistry |
| If a man flip up man lifts that cemetery |
| Hollow might run up and kick that penalty |
| Sabortage, everybody flip, camoflague |
| Anybody, bad man at large |
| Maggie pon him 'ead with the kamikaze |
| I bring dem mandem from London, we dim your light |
| Wid the rifle dem we acquire from dem isrealite |
| Kno yuhself before mi mek yuh mudda miss ya life |
| Nah ramp wid Giggs pussy diss ah nah giggabgyte |
| Put yuh pon der fridge of ice |
| Canon tek yuh picture right |
| We nah tie fi dem play wid fi son ah fisher price |
| When dem fi say they life sacred dem get da bitter vibes |
| Yeah mi see it mi state it then mek da trigger rise |
| Mi gun dem mek ah bigger noise |
| Suh wey sound bwoy ah bitch of lies |
| Gwarn get mi wid dem existence |
| Nigga pick or die |
| Watch dem ah run pussy scatter wen di clip ah strike |
| 24K around mi neck or yea mi dripalise |
| Splash like ah flipper dive |
| Yuh nah see dem ah waste and sprung |
| Mi nah wan fi waste no shot |
| So mi ah fling ah knife |
| Informa tell the pol-lice mi nah gon be polite |
| Dem say der married to the gun mi nah gon sing no rights |
| Yo Giggs, yeah, circle where dem pussy dem live |
| Daggy tug hurt dem when we go to dem crib |
| Dem ah baby dem ah search but dem guh run fi dem bib |
| Dem amount ah fucking grave ah man dig |
| Yea when we da shot and dem miss ah splendid |
| Mi hav mi strap upon mi block |
| Yuh know we well defend it |
| Dem ah baby tell em search ah round guh luk fi dem bib |
| Come mek me tell dem yo |