Hardest Bars, Giggs - Giggs HB Freestyle (Season 3) lyrics

(I said it's fuckin' Payday, motherfucker)
Ah

Little crash nigga falls then he rises
Got the cash money callin' for prizes (yeah)
All them trap money calls and divide’s it
Rap nigga's all in disguises (yeah)
Backs to the wall in a crisis (Crisis)
Gangsters, enormous with niceness (yeah)
Cancer's and Taurus and Pisces (Hm-m)
Broke off some bread, couple slices
Start with him
Don't wanna dance with the Devil
But you dance with him
Ask him (yeah) , get some answers in
Caskets, nigga blasted him, crosses
After, ask and it's done I need an answer
Knights 'round the table like I'm Arthur
Sign of the cross, I need a pastor, sharper
(Woof)
Backs to the wall, so he marches (Marches)
Yats and Red Bulls in there glasses (yeah)
Don's got the Glock, not the smartest
Tools in the box, not the sharpest (Trust)
Yeah, characters (Characters)
Heavy on the shoulders, but were balancers
(Jheez)
I don't want no nigga to embarrass me
We ain't really messin' with embarrassment
(Nah) shh, keep quiet
Been sayin', "Holla", but it seems biased
(Haha) he's half greasy but he's defiant
Yeah, G corned like the Green Giant
Straight friend or foe
Shit you told Hollow, I ain't tell a soul
Lock and load everything then we roll
Man'll load everything then we go (Vroom)
Last request, too much Biggie Smalls
Life after death you got the biggest balls
(yeah) and you passed the test
You put your hand on me
It's be a nasty death, I got the gang with me
(yeah) last words up and across
Like it's a crossword
Big bad and boujee, that's my boss bird
(Boss bird)
Rocks in the corner with the Mossberg
Washed nerds
Backs to the wall and we're laughin'
(We're laughin')
MAC to the fool got him dancin' (Ah)
Rice and the peas and the plantain
Any ideas, please, run 'em past him
G's on the strip and they're graftin'
Green in the spliff like a Martian
Tool in the box, I was talkin' about
Guess what? Got it sharpened