Testo Dark Was The Case - Giggs
Testo della canzone Dark Was The Case (Giggs), tratta dall'album Rapman Presents: Blue Story, Music Inspired By The Original Motion Picture
Gaza ting
Yeah
Darg, ah, wah dat? (Ah, wah dat?)
You better take a chance off of dat (yeah)
You better take a class off of dat (off of dat)
I look at you and laugh, are you mad? (Switch)
Gaza couple niggas (yeah), armed up for dat (yeah)
Gaza attack (dat), Gaza for dat (Gaza for dat)
I wouldn't take a chance, are you mad? (Are you mad?)
I put you in the grass with your man (switch)
Yeah, new jack city
You greazy, you that gritty
New biscuit, new MAC vitty
In the crackhouse, it's crack city (crack)
Yeah, jack it up
Jacket on, collars on my jacket, uh (ah)
Talkin', niggas couldn't back it up
If I say so, niggas gonna wrap it up
Yeah, niggas payin' the price
If he keeps playin' 'round, he's gonna pay with his life (yeah)
He played once, he wants to play with it twice (twice)
These little man ain't good at takin' advice (nah)
I did bad, but I'm makin' it right
I'm outside, but I'm makin' it nice (tryin')
Your cheap shots, but you're fakin' the fight (fake)
I beat shots while I'm bakin' the pie (kicker)
I beatbox while I'm makin' a vibe, yeah
You speak lots, so you takin' a side, yeah
I keep Glocks just in case you reply, yeah
The beat knocks, nigga, face it, I'm fly
'Bout you deaded who?
Fuck a Freddy Kruger, nigga, Freddie who? (Who?)
Take everything and your pennies too
Animals, raid any zoo
Floss it all, niggas went and lost it all (lost it)
Big boss, Hollow wanna boss it all (wanna boss it)
And it's possible 'cause of animosity (why?)
Some posted, cotchin' with the what's-it-called
Own these niggas 'cause we're the owners
Fuck it, we're all over niggas and it's a bonus
If you couldn't zone with niggas, you shoulda told us
Said it on the internet, but couldn't phone us
Dark was the case (the case)
They made man had to dark up the place (dark up the place)
Them niggas worked too hard for the face (yeah)
I'm lookin' at the grass for the snakes (jeez)
These little niggas need to take all the shine
The street life, yeah, they're wastin' their time (trust)
Just look there, you're mistakin' the sign
You can't see, you're forsaken and blind (yeah)
I take that and I'm makin' it mine
I work hard, you're mistakin' the grind (trust)
I don't cry, I just take it and climb (and climb)
I take food, then I place it and dine
I'm at home chillin' out with my boy
And Isla while she plays with her slime (yeah)
And keep watch while she plays on the slide (yeah)
And don't watch what I make on the side (yeah)
I'm outside on the phone to Amel (yeah)
I'm like, "Son, ain't you comin' to mine?" (Yeah)
He's like, "Dad, can't I come the next week?" (Yeah)
I'm like, "Son, can't you make up your mind?"
I'm uplifted, I made the design (yeah)
I'm so gifted, I ain't even tryin'
I bet you want riches, we labelled the guy
I look at old pictures and maybe I (yeah)
Maybe I shrug and maybe I sigh
'Cause they wanna link up, but maybe I lie
Could be winter or maybe July (yeah)
Maybe Dubai (yeah), or maybe Mumbai
Dark was the case
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Writer(s): Nathaniel Thompson, Damian Gager, Remmel Brown
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