Giggs - Talkin' da Hardest lyrics

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Giggs - Talkin' da Hardest lyrics

If you're talking 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 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 Flipping like a quarter a brick Bag 28 with a thought of a jib Anybody thinks they can talk to my click will end up covered in red like a portion of chips (mmm) 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 riot when I bought me a ting Walk with my ting Peddling morphine Dem times dere I was licking out more green Skip a couple years '07 the story Now I'm Hollowman with some heavy Dior jeans (mmm) b**h n***as lookin' for glory Wanna beef me so they can tell you a story It'll get bloody and it'll get gory Clapped in the neck like Amanda in Saw 3 Yeah I got my suttin' deh pon me So much straps I'll have a weaponry orgy Feds try nick me for a murder But it could've been the man that had the weapon before me B, White and Green I been peddling all 3 Dropped P a box it was just under 4g I told her weigh the 10s at 2 grams And weigh the 8ths about 4g Bad mans on the block Spender, Young Giggs, Mantis and Rockz TB, Tinie, Carlton and Jim Jones Holding it down while they handle the clock (my n***as) p**yholes got my mandem on 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 Be easy, I'll put your mans in a box Young Lap, TB, JJ and Shockz I treat my little n***as like fam, not a boss (mm) All my mandem are hot But your mandem are washed Beat a couple shots and you ran to the cops Big 45 they couldn't handle the shock I talk about the handgun a lot But that one Hollowman handles a lot All the Black Gang fam are handled a lot Me and Foss bagging up grams at the spot Shots in my grind gear Jumped in my vehicle All ga**ed up now ima slang me a rock (mmm) Hollowman handles his job Feds on the ground, helicopters on top Beautiful women wanna dock to my cot A beautiful woman wouldn't stop getting co*k

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