Jiggy Comin' - Shyheim

Shyheim

专辑:《The Lost Generation (Explicit)》

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Jiggy Comin' - Shyheim 歌词

Hello

You have a collect call phone call

In a New York state correctional facility

Press five five to accept or hang up to decline

Whattup gangstas how tha f**k ya'll feel

We keeping it real and hold on tight to your steel

Let them caps peel one by one

And laugh while the nig run

He shoulda been packin his gun now he gone

Cuz he got slipping like an old b***h

In the wet staircase shaft now watch his man snitch

To tha police but them no worry me son

I ain't trying to get back it'd be my third felony

Pataki he want to see us criminals fry

In the electric chair but my spirit will never die

A true project n***a I won't hesitate

To pull the BLAOW peace to all busy n***az

One love y'all stay safe

And f**k you Officer Brown peace to that n***a Case

Jiggy coming f**k tha police y'all cuz I ain't running

Jiggy coming f**k tha police y'all cuz I ain't running

Jiggy coming f**k tha police y'all cuz I ain't running

Jiggy coming f**k tha police y'all cuz I ain't running

Jiggy Comin' Shyheim

All ya'll police can suck my d**k

And Mayor Gulliani that cracker boy full of s**t

I represent for all my n***az doing time

And those who got beat up and killed by the swine

Beo tches them porks beotch

Them think them bad cuz they carry glocks and badges

And when I'm pimping in my green Acura

They pull me over like I stole it from some n***a

But all my paperwork is legit

Registered insured in my name so ya'll pigs can s**t

Police be cocking me like I'm some dime piece

A G from the street so I can never turn beast

Jiggy coming f**k tha police y'all cuz I ain't running

Jiggy coming f**k tha police y'all cuz I ain't running

Jiggy coming f**k tha police y'all cuz I ain't running

Jiggy coming f**k tha police

There's crooked cops that's why they get shot by tha minute

If you were criminal and you ready to represent kid

Blaow that's how I like it word is bond

My hair ain't blonde my eyes ain't blue so now I'm dead boo

It's on like this is war all my brothers in the hood

I gots fam that's constant understand I wish they would

But it's all good peace to my n***az locked in jail

Bushy Kam Killa Kane Fogey Foo and Ale

Down Low Wrecka and Junior be on storm

Keep your headz up and keep it real cuz you know I'm gonna

And for my n***az doing six months

I see yo a*s next summer word up

Jiggy coming f**k tha police y'all cuz I ain't running

Jiggy coming f**k tha police y'all cuz I ain't running

Jiggy coming f**k tha police y'all cuz I ain't running

Jiggy coming f**k tha police y'all cuz I ain't running

Jiggy coming f**k tha police y'all cuz I ain't running

Cuz I ain't running