Giggs - Do or Die lyrics

[Intro: Dubz] Yeah, these n***as ain’t on this ting Nah, not at all Dubz, Giggs Not on dis ting, nah they’re not on dis ting Spare No 1, C.R.E.A.M Doing this ting, on dis ting fully [Verse 1: Dubz] Who am I blood? Mixed race, screwface, two face Squeeze baller guys like toothpaste Do or die blood! That’s the motto the real n***as’ll feel me The fake n***as’ll not show, love ‘Cause they know that we’re gangster And if they know the mash ain’t here Then they know that the shanks are Step close then I poke up your man, cha Getting dough is the focus of my gang, brah That’s we roll on ’em, hold ’em in the van And let this likkle n***a know that we’re going to the bank Let him hear the sound from the Heckler & Kosch It’s going down when we pepper your spot It’s going down, but I ain’t Yung Joc Walk it out, don’t talk it out, let that gun pop Pop, let that gun pop But only if it’s necessary, get them funds dog [Chorus: Dubz + Giggs] Who am I, blood? They ain’t on dis, they ain’t on dis n***as ain’t on dis ting Do or die blood! They ain’t on dis, they ain’t on dis n***as ain’t on dis ting Who am I, blood? They ain’t on dis, they ain’t on dis n***as ain’t on dis ting Do or die blood! They ain’t on dis, they ain’t on dis n***as ain’t on dis ting [Verse 2: Giggs] Rolling a spliff Yeah the food for my brain, ’cause I’m ’bout to zone out in a bit With Boomblast controlling the hit n***as know what it is And n***as know how we roll in this b**h Shotting the press If I got a strally in the car, better know I ain’t stopping for feds What the f** got up in your head? ‘Cause if I’m popping the lead sh**’ll get worse than a hospital bed f** the rest of them, I roll with the best of men Me and the 9mm are best of friends You keep talking ’bout your young guns Fam I’ve got Young Guns too, like Emilio Estevez And I ain’t going back, nah f** a prison I don’t rave without my strap, I ain’t f**ing slipping Last n***a f**ed around with Hollowman got something in him Thought he was a G, got capped, now he f**ing isn’t Load the sh** up then I rinse it all Plus I’ve got my gloves on, so there ain’t no prints at all Yeah the reason might be petty, but n***as know this I rinsed that motherf**er ’cause of principal Talk from the heart, and I don’t need to talk when I bark That ain’t even in my thoughts when I spark And I ain’t even trying anymore So my next mixtape, I’m calling ‘Walk In Da Park’ Motherf**ers know I get my mash on Masked up, black bandana any f**ing hat on Ain’t no time for talking, turn the Mac on The way blood’s gonna run You can say it’s time to turn the tap on You can say my violent side is back on Tell them motherf**ers that the genocide is back on Gather up my soldiers and my straps And tell them f**ing riders that it’s time for us to crack on [Chorus: Dubz + Giggs] Who am I, blood? They ain’t on dis, they ain’t on dis n***as ain’t on dis ting Do or die blood! They ain’t on dis, they ain’t on dis n***as ain’t on dis ting Who am I, blood? They ain’t on dis, they ain’t on dis n***as ain’t on dis ting Do or die blood! They ain’t on dis, they ain’t on dis n***as ain’t on dis ting