Giggs

Giggs - Talking The Hardest lyrics

rate me

If your talking the hardest

Giggs better pop up in ya thoughts of an artist

Jheeze

Taunting the market everybody wants to know where walk in the park is

Walk in in the party sporting armani

Half of the crowd all snorting my charley

sorted the bar time to sort their punani

Chicks looking at me like talk to me darling

Jheeze

Hollering at man winking smiling

They wanna attack man

I think these lighties loving my black gang

Everyones suits same colour as batman

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Flippin like a quarter of brick

Bagged 28 with a thought of a gish

Anybody thinks they can talk to my click

Well then I cover them red like a portion of chips

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Pour me a drink

Big fur jacket that's the thoughts of a pimp

I used to be quiet did that sort anything

so I had to run right when I baught me a ting

Walk with my ting peddling more feen

Them times then I was licking out more green

Skip couple years 07 the story

Now I'm hollow man with some heavy dior jeans

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Bitch niggers looking for glory

Wanna beef me so they can tell you a story

It will get bloody and it will get gorey

Clapped in the neck like amanda in saw 3

Yeah I got my suttin dem pon me

So much straps i have a weoponery orgy

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Feds try nick me for a murder

But it could've been the man that had a weapon before me B B(Brown) white green

I will be peddling all 3

Dropped me a box it just under 4 g

Jheeze

I told em weigh da 10s at 2 grands

Mmmmmmmmmm

And weigh the eights about 4 g

Badmans on the block

Spender young giggs mantis and rocks

Tb tiny carlton and jim jones holding it down while they handle the clock

Niggers, pussyholes got my mandem on lock

Straps we handle the lot

Clapped your mandem are what

Me and you are cool but you can stand there and watch

My PYG will put their hands on your watch

Yeah

Be easy I put your mans in a box

Young lap tb jj shocks

I treat my lil niggers like fam not a boss

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All my mandem are hot

Yeaah

But your mandem are washed

Beat couple shots and you ran to the cops

Big 4 5 they couldnt handle the shot

I talk about the hand gun a lot

But that 1 hollow man handles the lot

Jheeze

All the black gang fam I handle the lot

Me and foss bagging up grams at the spot

Shotts on my grind gear jumped in my vehicle

All gangster nar ima slang me a rock

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Hollow man handles his job

Feds on the ground helicopters on top

Beautiful woman wan adopt to ma cock

A beautiful woman wouldn't stop getting cock

Thanks to Abbey for correcting these lyrics

Thanks to DeNiaL for correcting these lyrics

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