Giggs - Dun Clips lyrics

[Chorus] (x2) South East movements Cartel do this Oh no, my n***as might lose it We won't pet to use it Click click .45 full clip Sky sky, la la Dun clips [Verse] I've got two pounds Not the type that you put in the phone box Doggy, I mean chrome Glocks And I shoot down Any n***as in restricted airspace Push triggers in their face I do it bareface Mixed-race, screwface, two face Squeeze baller guys like toothpaste We don't shot, we just order guys Hear the shots from the .45 On my ends every night's like bonfire night But we don't bun fire, we let that gunfire strike Round your way it's like a gunfire strike You're that dumb kinda type Sell your sticks, buy kicks and have to run for your life So when I squeeze the Glock You'll have to through your dough in the air Like a chef in a pizza shop I'm from the deepest block You lot are p**y dog, but C is not [Chorus] (x2) South East movements Cartel do this Oh no, my n***as might lose it We won't pet to use it Click click .45 full clip Sky sky, la la Dun clips