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[Intro: Giggs] SIMPLE [Verse 1: Stigs] Send your body to the sky Leave him departed (Ghost) If your nigga wants to violate, get an ass whip (Stab him) Leave him in the casket (Dead) Left speeding like a R6 Your chick's on my dick You know I will rass it And you know her pussy sweats more than your armpits (Slang) If you're getting more food than the markets Tiny Nuttie sucks that, get your arsed sticked (Up) Came on your road, and I bottled you And you wanna make lies, is that logical? CS stabs generals so your niggas (Your boss) Better bounce like a tennis ball Get it in your mouth like a dental (Dental) Or fill him with lead like a pencil (Pencil) It's peak when the strap burns you No gun, fly through with a knife like a ninja turtle Hold a nank for a little verbal Roll with a bottle daily 'cause I wanna hurt you I know you wanna fist fight (Fist fight) But when I run pull out the ting Take out your insides Talking on beats like I'm Big Ryde It ain't like a bird, but you can watch the sweets fly [Chorus: Stigs & Shocks] I'm telling these guys (Guys) Greazy younger put a knife in your chest Leave your soul in the sky (Ghost) Now this little scally turned fed I'ma boot him in his face til my Adi's turn red (Adi's turn red) Next ends got the ballies on head (Pow) Little faggot turn dead [Verse 2: Shocks] My niggas say that I act bad (Bad), that I act mad (Mad) Like I lost a couple brain cells like a granddad Tryna get the Range Rove and the rucksack Full of drugs chick Barbie'd off like a brat ad (Yeah) Take a little think (Think), have you thought it yet? You're fucking with some niggas that'll laugh at the thought of death (Death) Strally kick you in your face, feeling like a horses leg (A horses leg) And you'll have your head spinning like a launderette (Bang) Wig crack, nothing long run with the stick Heads crack like a poppadom jump in the whip (Jump) Got a new word for you dumb little pricks listen it You niggas are on a 'stuntical' tip (Ya liar!) Run little prick Bandana on the stick, that'll puncture your wig (Phuncture) Don't get your lungs in a twist Mind where your walk (Why's that?) Cah you'll get slumped in the bricks (Bodied) [Chorus: Stigs & Shocks] I'm telling these guys (Guys) Greazy younger put a knife in your chest Leave your soul in the sky (Ghost) Now this little scally turned fed I'ma boot him in his face til my Adi's turn red (Adi's turn red) Next ends got the ballies on head (Pow) Little faggot turn dead I'm telling these guys (Guys) Greazy younger put a knife in your chest Leave your soul in the sky (Ghost) Now this little scally turned fed I'ma boot him in his face til my Adi's turn red (Adi's turn red) Next ends got the ballies on head (Pow) Little faggot turn dead