SN1

[Intro: Giggs] (Spare) (Spare, Spare, Spare) You listening? Spare No-1 (No-1) Nothing (Nothing) Haha (Ahh) Everyone (Tramp) (Let's get this started) Raise your glasses You know who you're fucking with right now See right now? [Chorus: Giggs] Spare No (One) Spare No (One) Spare No (One) Spare No (One) Spare No (One) Spare No (One) Spare No (One) Spare No (One) [Verse 1: Giggs] Niggas don't know shit about pitching 'Cause I'm on the road with a slip ting Not a maybe, butter or if ting I'm getting like a quarter of a brick in Fam are you listening I break shit down on a quick ting I just recently came in the game, I slipped in Heads don't even wanna know about your ting Know about his ting They only wanna know about Giggs ting See me and think about whistling I don't even give a fuck about you (You) Fuck what you do (Do) Coke's not stopping me through (Through) If you didn't slip on the herb, we're helping you too Spare No the unstoppable crew (Yeah) Once niggas know my first verse, they wanna listen it through Ryan Giggs, who they listening to When they roll in, a spliff in the room We [?] load in, and whip up with food When we roll with a stick on the move [Chorus: Giggs] Spare No (One) Spare No (One) Spare No (One) Spare No (One) Spare No (One) Spare No (One) Spare No (One) Spare No (One) [Verse 2: Trigga (T.Comma)] With me so deep On the beat so deep It's a beat so deep in the seas oceans So, emotions flow deep So deep I would need oxygen for three whole weeks I love writing I begin writing From a sweet child when, I be sleep miming Pac and Biggie rhyming, I will be smiling Praying, please God I wanna be like him I want to be like them I grown up streets went crazy I can really be like them, what a grade for It can get answered It's what I asked for, so I can't be crying Now [?] Seem many beefs, seen many come Seen many leave Drink Hennessy, with plenty weed [Chorus: Giggs, Kyze] Spare No (One) Spare No (One) Spare No (One) Spare No (One) Spare No (One) Spare No (One) Spare No (One, Kyze, listen) Spare No (One) [Verse 3: Kyze] Let me murder this quick, and murder this hit You heard of this kid, described as gifted SN1, we're spurts and verses And we're putting our work so expect some worship (Yep) Four years ago, Giggs said I was worth it Won it seven days, so Uptons flirted (Yeah) Fresh on the ride by, lines were lurking And Giggs went jail, but Joe and I kept working Two years later he was back on his toes Two years on still attacking the roads Now it's all about dough, stacks and flows Straps and clothes, niggas better clap the sauce Niggas get laid out boy (Boy) that's the roads If I get laid out, put some [?], put a zoobie on my grave That's packed with the chrome So before I go hell, my last smell is the smoke [Chorus: Giggs, Joe Grind] Spare No (One) Spare No (One) Spare No (One) Spare No (One) Spare No (One) Spare No (One) Spare No (One, Look) Spare No (One) [Verse 4: Joe Grind] I'm Joe (Joe) Grind (Grind) Niggas love when I say that Three here niggas say look You know that means you know you're gonna hear that crack I told Boom to put a leaded on the beat 'Cause when I step up in the booth, blud you know I'm gonna burn on that track (Liar) I know niggas gonna burn this track (Track) And learn this track (Track) 'Cause niggas love J-O-E (Grind) They say that I'm H-O-T Plus I'm nice on any fucking BPM But I'm too nice in the P-E-N (Yeah) I'm Unit 10 laying down hard bars (Bars) And Big Lee, OTP, Dare Devil, IMK They're all superstars Most niggas couldn't write lines like ours (Nah) With bare lines to move the end that's lies (Lies) Got a big name on the roads, so you never hear real niggas asking "who's them guys" Most niggas couldn't write lines like ours (Nah) With bare lines to move the end that's lies (Lies) Got a big name on the roads, so you never hear real niggas asking "who's them guys"