Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Gargoyles, artist - Giggs. Album song When Will It Stop, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 13.10.2013
Record label: SN1
Song language: English
Gargoyles |
I want my niggas locked up in the dungeon free |
So they they light up the weed and get drunk with me |
Yeah I’m full time, I ain’t half loyal |
So all you half-hearted niggas make my heart boil (yeah) |
Hard headed brother that they can’t foil (foil) |
Stone cold fucker, I’m a Gargoyle (uummm!) |
I’m a Gargoyle, nigga I’m a Gargoyle (yeah) |
I represent the dirt like I’m part soil (soil) |
(Look) Nigga I’m a Gargoyle |
Crack a nigga’s head, even if it’s hard boiled (blam!) |
Do they want it with, niggas that be on this shit |
It’s nuts how it’s gonna get, this is how you wanted it |
I’m ready to die, niggas got me on that Warlord shit (yeah) |
Pass the strap, nigga this is how you wallop it |
I’m always on this with, niggas that be on the strip |
Show them that this isn’t the way that niggas wanted me |
But if I got love for niggas and they’re on the field, they ain’t gonna slip |
Imm’a show this little nigga, this is how you polish it (And it’s real) |
That distinctive rap, yeah that Maggie Simpson’s back |
Cause I’ve never been a prick, don’t know why you’re thinking that |
If you niggas think you’re old school, where’s your wrinkles at? |
See the killer in my eye and you just bought the twinkle back (uummm!) |
Father to the game, you can call me Vincent Matt |
Nigga ran up in the beef, now it’s got him limping back (haha) |
They’re say I’m getting sick again, yeah I got them symptoms back |
Gave these niggas Hollow’s flow, think it’s time to pinch it back (chays!) |
Thinking back to the days when, we were linking that |
Nigga with the straps cause I always had a inkling that |
We were gonna beef them cause, I know where their thinking’s at |
Life’s a bitch I’m smiling at her, noticing she’s winking back (nah) |
Papa’s on this ting, hope you got your strings intact (yeah) |
I’m just popping in, show them niggas Giggs is back (ooff) |
Told 'em I’m the fucking rap dad, of this thing in fact |
Lapped these niggas hundred times, you can call it sprinting rap (nah) |
Yeah I’m full time, I ain’t half loyal |
So all you half-hearted niggas make my heart boil (yeah) |
Hard headed brother that they can’t foil (foil) |
Stone cold fucker, I’m a Gargoyle (uummm!) |
I’m a Gargoyle, nigga I’m a Gargoyle (yeah) |
I represent the dirt like I’m part soil (soil) |
(Look) Nigga I’m a Gargoyle |
Crack a nigga’s head, even if it’s hard boiled (blam!) |
I’m a Gargoyle, God damn it |
You ain’t the boss of me, nigga this is God’s planet |
Took a bite out of the game, look at this dog’s damage |
Niggas act macho but, niggas is not savage (not savage) |
That nigga just got cabbaged, I got niggas out there non-stop at it |
You ran were? |
What planet? |
Niggas so bait, mans' squash maggots (yeah) |
Couple months back they though they had me outfoxed |
I was up in 'Marsh, locked up on house block |
Walking round the yard, telling littles how these niggas' nerds |
Little shits, kinda similar to what a mouse drops (ooooooh) |
Well I’m back now, watch these niggas' mouths drop |
Niggas better relocate or get a house swap |
Think that you’re a man because your little Brussels sprouts dropped? |
You can ask around they’ll tell you we don’t fuck about cause |
Yeah I’m full time, I ain’t half loyal |
So all you half-hearted niggas make my heart boil (yeah) |
Hard headed brother that they can’t foil (foil) |
Stone cold fucker, I’m a Gargoyle (uummm!) |
I’m a Gargoyle, nigga I’m a Gargoyle (yeah) |
I represent the dirt like I’m part soil (soil) |
(Look) Nigga I’m a Gargoyle |
Crack a nigga’s head, even if it’s hard boiled (blam!) |
That’s how it is for man (truss me) |
Real life shit, isn’t Disneyland (rap it up Giggs) |
And haters have it in for man |
But we’ll see how that works out, this is gym for man (nah) |
God turned my life around, made it spin for man (truss) |
And chicks want a photo, want to Instagram (chays) |
And everyday is win, win, win for man |
Do it for the soldiers that’s in the bin for man (truss me) |