"Wig Wig Freestyle" lyrics

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I just, I just, I just
X Triple I
Wretch, I'm triple fly
Hehe, listen, look, uh
Yeah

I could split your wig, wig with the ting and let your shit blow
Like a wig, wig in the wind, all those, all those
We're wig, wig kids and siblings, are you listening?
Wet the baby's face like he's dribbling
His wig-wig split in six, I'll storm with the sticks
Wig-wig, anyone you went in the ditch
In the bits, sticks go click-click
He's hit, case closed, he's pissed
Scope him, leave his face open
'Cah we be something like road chicks roaming for
Wig-wigs, we get cold when it's so blitz
We open your dome when the chrome rings
He's a goner, plain-clothes, peace and honour
Some witness of the crime saw, will she blame a brother?
This wig's floating on my mind, will I see tomorrow?
Snitches keep on dropping dimes like they're making dollars
Taste the hollows, they'll surely raise the sorrow
This prick's choking on his pride but I'll make him swallow
Click, baow, I tell him I'm the shit when he sits down
I ain't come to box, but there's six rounds
Ha, and definitely two gloves
Look, let's get ready to rumble before the blues come
'Cause my lead's warmer than the best sauna
Wig-wig, make your way over to the red corner
You've forever been a sinner, now you're close to ghost
I'm forever with my ring, like I'm close to rope
Yeah, look, so I can get you tied up
Shit ain't fun or fair when me and my niggas ride, blood

It's not a joke
Wretch 32
Don't get it split, darg
It's nothin' 'cah...
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