Who U Talkin To?

Lyrics

[Intro: Giggs] Yeah (Yeah) Dun know fam Fuck you know about the fucking PYG's? Pecknarm Young Gunners Me myself Hollowman Fucking boss Spen in the fucking building Yeah, listen [Verse 1: Tiny Boost] We're the youngest in this Pecknarm squad Got my black bandana so I'm Pecknarm'ed off (Off) Lap gave me a message from the Pecknarm boss Saying come lay something straight, hard not soft Pecky niggas repping for the hardest block Fuck about and get your top, half ripped off When we ran up in your park, your little hearts got shocked Keep shouting fuck 'Narm, till your arse gets shot After the trap, holla at my nigga J 'Cause I know for a fact he got a jezzie we can lay I don't give a fuck I'm getting paid And any nigga fucks with my dough Then that bitch is getting sprayed 'Cause round here my niggas don't pull stunts We push grinds, load clips and pull guns 'Cause round your bitch, you little bitch niggas just talk nuff But when you're in the 'Narm you little pricks keep your jewels tucked 'Cause we're tooled-up [Chorus: Joe Grind] These are Pecknarm G's Who you talking to? This is PYG Who you talking to? Who you talking, who you talking Who you talking to? Who you talking, who you talking Who you talking to? These are Pecknarm G's Who you talking to? This is PYG Who you talking to? Who you talking, who you talking Who you talking to? Who you talking, who you talking Who you talking to? [Verse 2: Lap & Giggs] I'm the crazy one, the madman of the 'Narm (Mad) Younger Lap, yeah I got the murder in my arm (Murder) Headtop busser, machine in the palm Lemme find out who you spitters are Spitting to the D's and selling out your arse No talking, I'm letting off the sparks My hollow tip is taking out your heart And the rest of them are ripping you apart I got big boy dogs on my team SI (SI) and PYG Black bandanas on, loading up the heat Duppying anywhere, even in the streets (Streets) We're hard, you don't want it fam (No) Leave a nigga on the floor seeing holograms (Hollow) You know we come hard, so holla fam Me Darks, Boost and Hollowman [Chorus: Joe Grind] These are Pecknarm G's Who you talking to? This is PYG Who you talking to? Who you talking, who you talking Who you talking to? Who you talking, who you talking Who you talking to? These are Pecknarm G's Who you talking to? This is PYG Who you talking to? Who you talking, who you talking Who you talking to? Who you talking, who you talking Who you talking to? [Verse 3: T.Darko] It's the new mixtape, BoomBlast yeah I'm feeling it (Feeling it) Me and Young Lap on the strip, we are beating sticks Vietnarm got this locked (Yes) And I got the faggots on my arse all the time, the stick stays cocked I've had enough of this prick, I ain't fucking around If I shoot at a punk, then he's touching the ground (Touching the ground) Should've known this, Pecknarm Town (Pecknarm) Big dogs (Yes), so fam you best forget that frown (Frown) I murder in the strip (Strip), bursting the shots (Ooh) Squalay on my case so I'm swerving from the cops (Cops) Big niggas think they're hot (Hot) Iced up chains, tuck it in, or It's gonna get popped Tiny Darks is what they're screaming on the blocks (Blocks) Hard bars coming so they're telling me not to stop (Not to stop) Lines moving fast so I'm picking up the rocks (Picking up the rocks) Shots hollering, so I'm splitting it to dots [Chorus: Joe Grind] These are Pecknarm G's Who you talking to? This is PYG Who you talking to? Who you talking, who you talking Who you talking to? Who you talking, who you talking Who you talking to? These are Pecknarm G's Who you talking to? This is PYG Who you talking to? Who you talking, who you talking Who you talking to? Who you talking, who you talking Who you talking to?