Giggs — Talkin The Hardest
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Talkin The Hardest Giggs02:42
Текст песни: Talkin The Hardest
Talkin’ da Hardest Lyrics[Verse] If you're talkin' the hardest Giggs better pop up in your thoughts as an artist (Jheeze) Taunting the market Everybody wants to know where Walk in da Park is (Hah) Walk in the party, sporting Armani Half of the crowd's all snorting my Charlie Sorted the bar, time to sort the punani Chicks looking at me like "Talk to me darling" (Jheeze) Hollering at man Winking, smiling and wanna attack man I think these lighties loving my Black Gang Everyone's suit same colour as Batman's (Ooh) Flipping like a quarter a brick (Yeah) Bag 28 with a thought of a jib (Yeah) Anybody thinks they can talk to my clique Will end up covered in red like a portion of chips (Umm) Pour me a drink Big fur jacket, that's the thoughts of a pimp (Yeah) I used to be quiet, did that sort anything? So I had to run riot when I bought me a ting Walk with my ting, peddling morphine Dem times dere, I was licking out more green Skip couple years, '07 the story Now I'm Hollowman in some heavy Dior jeans (Umm) Bitch niggas lookin' for glory (Yeah) Wanna beef me so they can tell you a story (Yeah) It'll get bloody and it'll get gory Clapped in the neck like Amanda in Saw 3 (Jheez) Yeah I got my suttin' deh pon me (Yeah) So much straps I'll have a weaponry orgy (Ooh) Feds try nick me for a murder But it could've been the man that had the weapon before me B, white, green, I been peddling all three Dropped P a box, it was just under 4G (Jheeze) I told her weigh the 10s at 2 grams (Hmm) And weigh the 8ths about 4g Badman's on the block (Yeah) Spender, Young Giggs, Mantis and Rockz (Rockz) TB, Tinie, Carlton and Jim Jones Holding it down while they handle the clock (My niggas) Pussyholes got my mandem on lock (Lock) Straps, we handle a lot Clapped your mandem and what? Me and you are cool but you can stand there and watch My PYGs will put their hands on your watch (Yeah) Be easy, I'll put your mans in a box (Yeah) Young Lap, TB, JJ and Shockz I treat my little niggas like fam, not a boss (Umm) All my mandem are hot (Yeah, yeah) But your mandem are washed (Haha) Beat couple shots and you ran to the cops Big .45, they couldn't handle the shock (Haha) I talk about that handgun a lot (Why?) But that one, Hollowman handles a lot (Yeah, jheez) All the Black Gang fam are handled a lot (Lot, yeah) Me and Foss bagging up grams at the spot (Yeah) Shots in my grind gear, jumped in my vehicle All gassed up, now I'mma slang me a rock (Umm) Hollowman handles his job Feds on the ground, helicopters on top Beautiful women wanna dock to my cot (Jheez) A beautiful woman wouldn't stop getting cock Ahh shit8
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