Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Let Em Ave It, artist - Giggs.
Date of issue: 20.06.2010
Song language: English
Let Em Ave It |
I remember as a yute, I used to get mad |
Watchin' all them older niggas poppin' fresh tags |
This is way before a nigga used to rep flags |
Just my mum, little brothers, and my stepdad |
Yeah, way before the flag was black |
100 Pecham yutes gathering outside the crackerjack |
Beano, Big Lee, Fighter and Scat |
Ram, Inch, Trim, Tamer, Crimer and that |
We were young, stupid, violent, and black |
Robbin' every shop and everyone to try get a stack |
Everything was good then besides getting wrap |
Then Lee died and we all divided them packs |
Couple years later, arrived at my batch |
Me, Carlton in the house deciding attacks |
Relying on straps, dividing the packs |
Had mad shootouts, then Trident attacked |
I’mma give it to 'em, I’mma let 'em 'ave it |
This is motion picture, this is cinematic |
I’mma let em ave it, I’mma let 'em 'ave it |
The way I put it down’s similar to magic |
Yeah, I’mma let 'em 'ave it |
This is mad powerful, 11 'matics |
I’mma let 'em 'ave it, I’mma let 'em 'ave it |
Yeah, I’mma give 'em magic |
I used to rise the something for my brother |
Truss me, I used to really stress my baby mother |
Damn |
Next thing I know, I got jumped by them undercovers |
Fuck the flippin bail |
Judge threw the hammer down, straight to Brixton jail |
I’m the only Peckham boy in the flipping jail |
But everybody showed me love, I was mixing well |
2 years 8 months, what the judge said |
I could have dropped dead |
Nigga, fuck feds |
Got back, laid down and smiled on my bunk bed |
Touch road, got the punk Zs |
My nigga Rich dropped me couple boxes, I was munchin' |
My little brother Spen got the gun ting |
Cause a little niggas out here thought they run things |
I’mma give it to 'em, I’mma let 'em 'ave it |
This is motion picture, this is cinematic |
I’mma let em ave it, I’mma let 'em 'ave it |
The way I put it down’s similar to magic |
Yeah, I’mma let 'em 'ave it |
This is mad powerful, 11 'matics |
I’mma let 'em 'ave it, I’mma let 'em 'ave it |
Yeah, I’mma give 'em magic |
Why should I give a fuck about a critic for? |
I’m reminiscing about livin' in them prison doors |
What the fuck’d you think I did this for? |
Fast forward, now I’m witnessing a bidding war |
Don’t ask me how |
Only thing that you should ask is who’s laughing now? |
All dem fools that thought that they was smart, who’s smartest now? |
Spen pulled up in the lambo and laughing loud |
A lot of stush chicks starting to get nasty now |
I bet the industry invite me to them parties now |
Ooh |
Cause I signed that record deal, they better chart me now |
That’s the money sound, bring the money round |
Soon it be MTV, cribs, in Armani gowns |
Floors lookin' marble now, park in the garden now |
I’mma let 'em 'ave it, get this motherfucker started now |
I’mma give it to 'em, I’mma let 'em 'ave it |
This is motion picture, this is cinematic |
I’mma let em ave it, I’mma let 'em 'ave it |
The way I put it down’s similar to magic |
Yeah, I’mma let 'em 'ave it |
This is mad powerful, 11 'matics |
I’mma let 'em 'ave it, I’mma let 'em 'ave it |
Yeah, I’mma give 'em magic |