Niggas are falling in our town So I’m in the kitchen breaking a four and a half down I see a dust head, then I’m turning the car ’round Banging SN1 Yeah I’m rolling to our sound (Yeah) Came out of jail, hit probation Six weeks later, I was back with the crack on the pavement Saying, “Giggs, you gotta be patient” But I’ve been sitting down a hot minute, why the fuck am I waiting? Crack wasn’t working so the [?] had to flip Now I’m working with the dustheads, KO in the strips Come short with the paper, then I KO’ing a bitch Fuck the undies are patrolling, so I lay low when I pitch (Lay low when I pitch) I’m the nicest that’s been known Ask around in Peckham, everybody’s got a Hollowman ringtone (Woo) Run up on me and get your skin blown Now you’re in emergency with bullets in your back and shin bone