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Untitled 34 Song Lyrics
Untitled 34 by Giggs [Intro]
Yeah
Spare No-1
Giggs (Giggs)
Hollowman
You know me
North point connection (It’s nothing, I’m tellin’ you)
I call myself Hollowman (Why?)
‘Cause I can’t see none of these
Get me?
f**king niggas
No they’re not f**king no one
Not digging no one [?]
Alright
Listen

[Verse 1]
You can catch me in the hood getting my hustle on
Rolling in the rusty with my trackie on (Yeah)
Teeny eat large with this track I’m on (Large)
Straight off the block miss
Fake motherf**kers, so you know this ain’t a happy song (Never)
We can get the matics out, it’s nothing long
The way that I be running up on niggas, you be wondering if it’s crack I’m on (Oof)
And I believe when, God’s ready to take your life, he will
So I’ve never get a metal jacket on (Nah)
Niggas in the hood, they don’t know what I’m on
They ask me if I’m going mad, they look surprised when I say that there’s nothing wrong (Nothing wrong)
I don’t give a f**k if you’re a couple strong (Strong)
I don’t give a f**k, full stop
Niggas, that’s what the f**k I’m on
This is that gangsta sh*t (Gangsta sh*t)
Roll up with zoobie with cancer sticks (Cancer sticks)
Take couple straws and give thanks for this
Niggas love me in the hood
So when I drop a mixtape, they’re like “thank you Giggs” (Thanks)

[Chorus]
None of these niggas ain’t f**king these (Niggas ain’t f**king these, none of them)
Niggas ain’t f**king these
Niggas ain’t f**king these (None of them)
Niggas ain’t f**king these
Niggas ain’t f**king these (We got this sh*t)
Niggas ain’t f**king these (Uh)
Spare (They’re not f**king)
Listen
Uh

[Verse 2]
I been smelling the lust (For real)
And been noticing niggas look at me different ’cause they heard I move a hell load of dust
Well I’m making it official now
Cuzzy, I’ve been banging out rounds
That’s why they wanna put a shell in my gut
You can try running up
‘Cause there’s bussing at you niggas that gives me that adrenaline rush
‘Bout you’re ready for us (For us)
Blud I’m rolling with some big boy dogs that’ll put a f**king end to your pups (Come on)
Niggas act like I ain’t suffered enough (Enough)
Like they’ve walked in my shoes and know the pain that I clutch
I hunger for food, and friends that I lose, to the streets
This is a jungle, I dare you to walk through
Nigga, this is a hella of a bloody place
If you look in my stomach, there’s a hella of a lot of space
So I’m out for a hella a lot of cake
Get in my way and this shell will take off all of your f**king face

[Chorus]
None of these niggas ain’t f**king these (Niggas ain’t f**king these, none of them)
Niggas ain’t f**king these
Niggas ain’t f**king these (None of them)
Niggas ain’t f**king these
Niggas ain’t f**king these (We got this sh*t)
Niggas ain’t f**king these

[Outro]
There you have it
Beautiful
That’s what you thought
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