Testo della canzone GREAT COLLECTIVES (Giggs feat. GASHI), tratta dall'album BIG BAD...

GREAT COLLECTIVES - Giggs feat. GASHI

Great collectives
You know what we're 'bout
And we stay protected
Ringing off that mat and it's straight connected
Think that it's just rap, got your mate collected
Man are talkin' dots but they ain't connected
Man was on the block but
They ain't respected (Nah)
Man ain't got no rock
Mans just straight selecting
Salt, 'cause if that's your dawg
Better straight protect him (Yeah)
All that cocky glamor (Glamor)
Niggas got that stocky banger (Banger)
Bustin' off that rock and hammer
Niggas think that it's a joke
Whip out the top on camera
Yeah we r-r-r-r, now it's got in peril
Yeah, forever savage (Savage)
When my niggas ever had it? (Never)
Bricks ran off, that's a hella rabbits (Rabbit)
It's that MAC-11 addict that
Just let 'em have it (Yeah)
Mans just rapping up that money
Get that bag and drag it
Pays collected (Yeah)
They could offer mils but I stay selective (Trust)
They could offer deals that just ain't respective
Yeah, Hollow grab that stake
And just straight flex it
Yeah, boom, boom, Hollow straight collects it
Yeah, vroom, vroom, get that cake and exit
Yeah, boom, boom, and I ain't rejective
Yeah, I'm straight flexin'
Yeah, I'm straight flexin'
Who's that brother?
Who's that gully black man?
Nigga, dudes that color
Dudes that used to rap, man
Yeah, that dude's a fronter
Now I walk in offices and choose a number
Dudes that used to laugh at me
Now dude's a punter
Everyone's a sneaky man
Or movin' under
Hollow's thinkin', "Fuck them,"
And just blew my ganja
Let them lions sleep, man
Just abuse the slumber
When I get that Bible out
I use the thunder
Mandem put them yutes on
When them dudes are younger
Now man just stay hungry like
They're losin' hunger
And man just swagger jack
Without usin' lumber (Switch it)
Go, you got gun bucked (Gun bucked)
Too fast, why'd you jump up?
Man shouldn't be smiling
'Cause the man got thumper
Get my dawg to cock it back
And clap the pumper

Made it off the block, I could never stop
Fuck a cop, I'ma catch an opp, I'ma catch an opp
Made it off the block, I could never stop
Fuck a cop, I'ma catch an opp, I'ma...
You know what, you know what
You know what, you know what
You know what, you know what
You know what, you know what
You know what, you know what
You know what, you know what
I'ma catch an opp, I'ma catch
An opp 'til I'm rich, bitch



Credits
Writer(s): Jason Neville Thompson, Keith Ernesto Harris, Thomas Jenkins, Labinot Larry Gashi
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