HGIC

Gonna need ur attention

Gonna need ur attention

Goody steps in, this where we

Begin. gather Round ur family and friends. ready set go time countin ends, takin over makin them bucks, in the club they won’t knuck when we buck, came in this bitch twisted 5 in the cup cranked it up, always one thinks he’s tough caught these hands gets fucked up man damn. now he’s on the ground like a speed bump, found out I’m fast as fuck he forgot the Good but he packed his bad luck, there’s no one else here in the club but us, we got all the paper, now we own this club cause we done slayin the haters, i got the squad on my back im strappin a Ruck. But all that gear in my pack ain’t the only thin im strappin, I’ll spit lead right at ur dome like these bars when I’m rappin. That ginger’s always got that blade or that stick that brings the pain but test him u gonna meet that nail driver on his waist. Covered in this rizzness, let’s get down to business. Don’t confuse it with the bidness. Thats not somethin on ur wish list. Y’all are here as a witness with ur whole entire friends list. No one will want bf bc to miss this. step u sleepin with the fishes, all the husbands and the misses better pay attention. Y’all are just arrivin, but the HGI sizzles all up in this. Got no speed, but go, he is runnin the show, he is watchin the flo, he is spittin this flow, and he ain’t a rapper we know, no one says nothin He’s Loco, worldwide in Tokyo, when he gives the head nod says yo, say thanks G arigato. And he ain’t yakuza or gangsta, but he definitely ain’t no wangsta, he ain’t about that gang gang. He laughs at those who gang bang. Don’t spit stupid fucking songs Johnny dang, mumble wrap, bullshit so fake and I don’t hate It’s just not great bunch of posers just doin gay for pay. U see the Titan better run now, can’t u best duck down stupid smiles gone only frowns Even with the vest u’ll bleed on the ground in the ocean of bullets fixin to drown even that fella over there won’t be brown only red goodys fed like the hair on his head. All these bitches talk shit made their bed thought they tough now they dead. Then walkin through the streets in the mist is that ghost from the abyss soulless ginger headed demon livin without rhyme or reason doesn’t stop enjoy the seasons don’t piss him off u’ll get beaten, like these wannabe rapper heathens who are no longer breathin, know he ain’t scared of u all, Mexican OT or Paul wall. lame ass beats in mumble raps ain’t got no balls, in this race U ain’t got a dog like the leaves in the fall u fall. Thought u made it big livin large, but didn’t go very far just layin in the yard of the head ginger in charge. When I started out, I was havin fun. I took this beat out for a run. went in on these chumps. saw the big heads on these runts. I was gonna leave it but I bet u wouldnt believe it the mouth that’s on these cunts. so get it through ur little head u were just a speck of sand lookin up at a star, im the head ginger in charge.