Giggs - Peligro lyrics
[Intro: Giggs] Yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Let's start it off like this, nice and easy [Verse 1: Giggs] Confer with the linguo Weed smoke, but don't open the window Light up, man's smokin' the Indo Click-clack, door open then bingo Two straps, named Jimbo and Ringo Pink top, I stepped out in flamingo Big boss, I stepped out with a bimbo And I hate to lose, but feels nice when you win though I clocked the damage English boy just came through, n***a what's the panic? Clocked the "what the f**"'s and n***a clocked the "dammit!"'s f** that geezer, f** the game and f** that marriage Man's just cheeky, man's just neeky, plus embara**ed Why's he even speakin' or discussin' talent? Man can't even breathe in his disgusting palace Man can't even leave when n***as buck that ballad Bet' aim for respect cus Aim for the cheque blud, then aim for the neck cus Let's take out a next yute, then take out a next one Eat up a man's food, then eat up a next ones Lost the strap, then take up a next gun You're about as fake as the next yute, and he's as fake as the next one I just switched that whip, I gotta bait up a next one I just made me a hit, and make up a next one [Interlude: Giggs] I clocked the damage English boy just came through, n***a shut the planet Talkin' about, trust me Oh, they thought it was just me? We got bare sh** over there man, you get me? [Verse 2: Dave] Tell my man come off the roads, go get a job and salary Them man sell diet coke, that food's got zero calories Them j**els like jiggerdy-jaggerdy, 'dat diamonds got zero clarity I don't wanna get pissed off, see a man lift off, that's zero gravity Anyway, actually, who's that girl with her back to me? I was gonna move to her then but left it Let the convo come naturally 'Dem, man I just run that casually Big cougar ting on all fours, man it feels like I've got a tiger tryna tackle me She said: "you're a little cub, don't fight it" Fam I could've lost my vision Ask Hus, the punder was blindin' Now a lot of man are talking violent Everyone been out here ridin' But manna just call them Simba Dem man are just kings of lying Dem man are just lion kings They ain't coppin' no diamond rings And f** your Swarovski crystals They ain't putting no white in cling They ain't givin' out light and dark, or dark or light, or either thing Your Mr. still pickin' up Qs M-R, that's a minor risk Remember when man came through, not one of them girls was flirtin' 'Til Jus pulled up in a Jurgen Klopp BM, that's an angry German Manna not bad in person, I'm with guys that are ridin' solo That'll do it like Ralph Lauren, that's one long stick and a blacked out polo Two brownin's wanna come to the Vale, like "David, when you gonna send that postcode?" Tell her meet me at the station, no location, everythin' local 25 minutes on tube, everythin' cool, everythin' sorted And the girl that I linked was peng, but her friend ain't nice so everythin' awkward