Альбом Giggs

[Giggs]

*Intro*

Boom productions

*Verse 1*

Looking at my troubled life,
Thinking if the grass looks greener on the other side,
And God knows that my mother tried,
With me, myself Hollowman, and my brother grind,
Thinking about the gutter times,
Peanut butter, jam, one bread and a butter knife,
It's no fucking lie,
I lost Big Lee and it felt like my brother died,
Some woulds say I'm a lucky guy,
I'm 26, they thought I wouldn't make it to 25,
And I know niggas hate i'm a heavy guy,
But if they wanna snake me i'll take it to any height,
Take me on any ride,
Got a full clip, there's no space in my semi nine,
And i'm impatient and very high,
Puttin' 'em to sleep motherfuckers say your beddy-byes,
And i'm racing to better my life (yeah, yeah),
Fam i set a time,
I ain't talkin about the bass with the treble type,
Fam i'm talkin about the base that you pebble (?) grind,
God don't forsake me for getting mine,
Cos I know i'm doing great in the devil's eyes,
This is blatently petty crime,
Throw me down a contract let me get inside.

*Chorus* x2

I'm caught up with the fat black hammers out,
(where?) Pecknarm, black bandana town,
Slap that banger round,
Clap that faggot down.

*Verse 2*

The pain in my head says,
That my life's messed, I ain't far from my death bed,
(?) as I lay down on my bed spread,
Pested by my lifestyle and my friends deaths,
Fed's locked everyone down, got no friends left,
(?) and had a breakdown from your (?) stretch,
My ends said nigga slow down, but my head's stressed,
I said yes, nigga slow now, need my head checked,
Check back to the playground, only ten then,
Ten years later spraying rounds on your ends' set,
(?)
(?)
The real shit that i layed down shows my ends rep,
The deep shit that i write down shows my pen's depth,
Wanna take it to the next step,
I'm a street-sweeper, get your end's swept,
Feds dressed in their plain clothes on my set rest,
The next step's to get some info where the tec's kept,
My best bet is to lay low, so I rested,
My head's wrecked cos the hydro got molested,
Promoters' on the feds dick,
When they ban me from the show, they're against it,
But i sensed it,
Fuckers show the roads where my strength is,
Made a new flow and I went sick,
Nigga fuck the five-0 little bent pricks,
Bunch of fucking homo's and your stench whiffs,
And the haters rollin' round in their rent whips,
All upon me and I send six (?),
You won't see me on some bent shit,
Niggas know i'm straight 'Narm when my strength kicks,
And my ends is coming out of every other end's lips,
And in every mouth like a dentist.

*Chorus* x2

[Talking - Joe Grind]
Yo, Hollowman...
These brehs are talking like... this album here is a myth or something. {Laughs}
They heard Hollow Meets Blade... they got excited on that, you get me?
They heard 'Ard Bodied', nearly had a heart attack on that one.
Man ain't even trying in this ting... {Kisses teeth}
People have to realise, fam…
That for us... It's just a walk in the park...

[Verse 1 - Giggs]
Niggas wanna talk like I'm past it,
'cause I took long to start this, like I can't spit.
Like I ain't been making hard hit after hard hit,
So I think it's time for that walk in the park shit. (Ooooooh...)
Woolly hood, that's the hardest.
Sitting down inside my parked whip, banging hard Fix. (Yeah!)
Hollow meets Blade and that 'Ard shit,
Came up from the dirt like a parsnip.
Y.G. rolled up, looking sharpish,
'08 plate R6, I'm like "arghh shit!"
Our bits ain't the part which you should start shit,
Ours click, empty cartridge, you can ask Smidge. (Uummm!)
You can ask Dits.
Spend touch him in the foot, make his arse limp.
And I’m on a mad one, 'cause I’m half skint,
Got a hand full of rocks right behind my cars tint. (Gheez!)
Park quick, there's an art's whip.
Pulled up into the McD's, got a large drink.
Past him in the car park and I asked him:
"If you got the light lined up, and the dark in?" (Ha ha!)

[Hook]
Uummm!!

Uummm!!
(Yeah!)
Uummm!!
(Yeah!)
Uummm!!
(Yeah!)
Uummm!!
(Yeah!)
Uummm!!
(Yeah!)
Uummm!!
(Yeah!)
Uummm!!
(Yeah!)

[Talking - Joe Grind]
(Laughs)
You know what's strange though?
Back in the day was making mixtapes and that,
People were telling us to pay them to make a tune with us, fam.
But now my phone won't stop ringing. {Kisses teeth} (Fuck 'Em!)
Giggs... take them back to them days there, man.
Fuck! (Aarhhhh...)

[Verse 2 - Giggs]
Popped up and I barged in,
First we were getting blackballed on a 'Narm ting.
Gave up a couple times, still. Like I can't win,
Now, everybody’s eyeballs on my dark skin. (Ha ha!)
Chicks gasping, laughing and they're asking: (Whoo!)
"When's the next video shoot?" "When's the casting?" (Yeah!)
Niggas that didn't wanna know want a part in our ting,
Now they're lurking round like a fart's wind! (Ooooooh...)
Charged into some far ting, in some dark tings,
Dark ting came and asked why, I ain't dancing.
Asking questions about Spend, told her "Ask him!"
But you know that nigga's got spots like giraffe's skin. (Ha!) (Gheez!)
Jump into the deep end, when you can't swim.
I jumped in, crept up, like a shark's fin. (Yes!) (Ha!)
And you niggas' barrel don't spin, like a parked rim.
So, I turn the heat up on niggas, like a draught’s in. (Ooooooh...)
Oh yes, one last thing,
When you niggas talk about bells, know that ours ring. (Ring!)
When you niggas talk about hell, that's the place that I dwell,
So the stories I tell, I put my heart in!

[Hook]

[Talking - Joe Grind]
So, what you sayin'?
The 'Narm's happy. London's happy. The whole of fucking England should be happy!
You get me?
Giggs! aka Hollowman.
{Kisses teeth} It's a walk in the park…

Bayoz music
Walked in the party gone and I notice talkin da hardest's on
I got my saucy armanis on
Walked from da bar wid Don Perignon
Spen's gotta da carty on
Lets get da party strong I notice chicks wanna dance wid donz
Take a quick glance all winding on me for a quick dance
So I sipped on my shit fast coz I notice this chick wants a quick glass
O Gs in this bitch dawg got a nice outfit coz I flip dark
Hands all over my zip fast my hands all over her big arse
Strolled to whip parked no I aint a animal but I rip bras
Jumped in my sick car pumping my shit hard
Took her home to my sick yard
This aint old skool dayz in the lift shaft
She knows I'm the shit dawg she knows that my shits suave

Girl I
Give your glory so love
Because your glorys so buff
When I get dat glory so touch
Your whole body goes girl x2

Stepped in the party rep
If you notice these creps took armani steps
Hands crept up versaci dress
Yes the punanis wet
Spens got a pearly neck
And I notice his ring cost a 30 rep
So I quicked uon da dirty tec
Slip get a early death
And my stamina is sick
Chicks on top all standin on dis dick
Don't go low I aint cannabalistic
Chicks behave all anamalistic
So I'm savaging dis bitch
All these hoes and I'm grabbing on dis bitch
Porno Mode all splashin her lipstick
All these hoes wanna grab on to giggsy

Chorus(x2)

Hahahah
Yeah
Lets not gwan like dis tunes to slack or anything
Coz were all adults and we all love sex
Hahaha
Giggs!

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*Intro*

[Giggs]

Simple.
Giggs.
Kyze.
SN1 from top to bottom. (Yeah)
Oi Kyze warm it up for me fam.

*Verse 1*

[Kyze]

When i catch you in the ends im gonna rip you up,
when i catch you in the dance im gonna kick you up,
When i run up in your house it's best you give it up,
When im feelin low ridin gets me spirit up
Niggas think they know Kyze but they don't know nuttin,
Hurry get the suttin turn em into curry mutton,
Tried to pinch some guys,
Missed a couple times,
Had to slap myself- someone needs to fuckin die,
All ive been thinkin about is money needs to get earned,
I put the track on pause something needs to get burned,
My head will not turn,
Im loyal to a hot firm,
Plus im extra pissed the D's just locked Termz,
Little dickhead youts don't they know Im old-school?
I aint hiding like you fam I'm local,
Dickheads are gassed up tryna amp their vocals,
Tone it down, me and my gun are anti-social,
Your man are so fool,
Im just so cool,
Them man ain't gangsta nah they're just so called,
These little bitches are so small,
Drivin' the getaway whip and I won't stall,
Roll up and I won't talk,
Jump out, go nuts with the blow-torch,
Get caught fam , I won't talk,
Not even from a mad case that I won't walk.

*Hook*
[Giggs]

Rat-Dag-A-Dag-a-Dag-Dat
Rat-Tat-A-Tat-A-Tat-Tat
When I clap little brats best scat,
Rat-Tat-A-Tat-A-Tat-Tat,

X2

*Verse 2*

[Giggs]

Coming from deep in the jungle,
Hollowmans got heat but im humble,
Niggas say I don't speak I just mumble,
I don't need to speak teef got a gun fool,
You've been easily rumbled,
Then my suttin go brap, get a lungfull,
I'll even squeeze at your uncle,
Motherfuckers won't bleed when they tumble,
You ain't heard shit from this nigga yet,
How much more greazy can a nigga get?
Pass me the weed and a cigarette,
Niggas go all nuts when i hit em nets,
Kyzer, yes one of my main men,
Niggas say i bad him up but they hatin',
And Hollowman doesn't rate them,
They sayin' dickheads then Kyze will blaze them,
I just give him the strap he's like amen,
Gave him the mac and he spray-spray-spray ten,
Take boys and make men,
Make noise in your fake ends,
Spray toys at your fraid fence,
Niggas don't like me but wanna make friends,
And thats the wave of a snake ends,
And that's the way that the game ends.

*Hook*

*Outro*
[Giggs' son]
Daddy? why dont you make any CD's for me man? Here you are, do something about this Disney cd man! Aaaahh

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Yeah, Hollow
Boom Productions
That Might Be Confusing

Verse 1
You Worked Hard When We Needed To Get Through To Make Sure WE Had Meals And To Get Juice To Buy All The New Clothes And The Best Shoes That You Could Afford Even Doe It Would Stress You
You Took Aloud Of My Cheek Then Beat Me All Over The Weekend I Didn't Know Couldnt See Then You Teaching Me And My Bros How To Be Men Even If You Got Paid In The Worse Way You Made Sure I Got Cake On My Birthday It Wasn't Even For Your Sake. I Bet You Never Got To Sleep At Your Work Rate. Dropped Me To My First Rave And Told Me It Worn't Save With A Hurt Face So I Came In Early It Was Thursday You Know Mum Always Think Of The Worst Case

Gettin Chorus x 2
I Try My Best To Help Out Mum You Raised Me I Know Your Feeling Stress Out And I Blame Me I Could Be Good But It Aint Me I Think The Hood Kinda Changed Me

Verse 2
You Got Pissed At Me Bunnin Weed Then I Started Nicked Every Other Week
I Got Kicked Out Sent To Live With My Dad But The Prick Never Wanted Me (UMMMMM)
Started Rollin With Shit You Didn't Wanna See Try To Show Me The Way I Didn't Wanna See
I Made Your Life Hetic And For All The Dumb Shit That I Did I Wanna Give An Apology (Sorry) I Just Thought Arrgh Shit It Don Bother Me But I Forgot About You And Thats Wrong Of Me Went Down A Bad Path And You Followed Me
Thats Why I Stick My Hand Out If You Cant Cope Thats Why I Give You Grands Now If Your Half Broke Forgive Me I Been An Asshole I Wanna Give You Everything That You Ask For

Chorus x 2
I Try My Best To Help Out Mum You Raised Me I Know Your Feeling Stress Out And I Blame Me I Could Be Good But It Aint Me I Think The Hood Kinda Changed Me

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