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paper pep poppers of your hip



(8Ball)



Young pimp smoke weed

Don't stoke might sip

4 5'ths

With a bunch of hollow tips in the whip



(MJG)



I'm
of hollow tips in the whip
I'm pimp tight MGJ, you can look at my resume
Never been a trick, neva eva played

Gon' gangsta walk, gon' do it, motherfucker
Gon
around like you stone high
Hollow tip bullets don't die, nigga they multiply

I'm gon' whoop this nigga, I'm gon' whoop this nigga
I'm gon' take it outside
a bunch of hollow tips in the whip

I'm pimp tight
M-J-G you can look at my resume
Never been a trick neva eva played

Gon' gangsta walk gon' do it
mista big time playa
You got the shit on lock why you on my dick
Like a bitch walkin' around like you stone high
Hollow tip bullets don't die, nigga they
three steps from reality
Get up to get down, represent your town, last night
Was poppin' like like cocked Glocks with hollow-tip rounds

From booty
And we be lead bustin', leavin' niggas head gushin' 
You niggas talkin' 'bout guns like you said something
I'll be lacin' 'em, hollow tips, I be wastin'
Tryin' to kill us somethin'
Vacate the facilities when we bailin up in yo' shit
Cause the pistol grips
Make bigger holes then them fuckin' hollow tips
niggas head gushin'
You niggas talkin' 'bout guns like you said something
I'll be lacin' 'em, hollow tips, I be wastin' 'em
That's what you faggots get,
the streets with hollow tips in that ass
Hot metal to the dome couldn't take me away
I'm talkin' point blank range and I'm still here today
Nobody knows
paper pep poppers of your hip



(8Ball)



Young pimp smoke weed

Don't stoke might sip

4 5'ths

With a bunch of hollow tips in the whip



(MJG)



I'm
It's smokin', street locin', locked and loaded
Somebody gon' die tonight

This is nothin' new, I been in the position before
Grandma crib, n****s
life is a gamble with us
We let off Glocks and choppa shots boy don't get rained on
Them hollow tips gon follow him he best of lay low
'Cause if he
I ain't gotta a clip full a hollow tips to put in these jerks
I might as well put in the work
Spit em up outta herre and get em up outta here
I got
hearse
Like I ain't gotta a clip full a hollow tips to put in these jerks
I might as well put in the work
Spit em up outta here and get em up outta here
poppin'
All that talkin', it ain't nothin'
Rozay comfy in the pocket
Tatted, bridge water runnin' traffic like a faucet
Heroin on hollow tips, may I sit you
nigga, attackin' ya. 
These 4-5 hollow tips will have you backin' up. 
I only do my dirt at night like dracula. 
 
I'm wanted by the feds, these
clips they gon' bust it at your lip
Hollow tips they gon' rip through your gang
I keep my squad with me, I keep my squad with me
I said, lil bitch
a bullet proof vest and layin niggaz to rest runnin wit a
Motherfucker fit to kill ak-47 mac-11 hollow points tips trade in ya bitch watch me
Lock when my
aboard the pinnacle benders
I got West Nile virus on my TV in the Bronx
I got two hollow pockets and a sleepy hollow mosh pit
Tryin' to blow the spot
on purpose
Nigga why the fuck you think im goin wild on em (Ah)
Im puttin pain on em'
Hollow tip I let it rip
I let I rain on em'
Fuck a hook I put
chrome, servin' blows, we in' zones
My mom didn't understand me "Boy, you gon' die just like your daddy
from two to the head, dumped in the riverbed
I
Now youse a killa
So pull the trigger so
We can let the dice roll
Dem hollow tips in yo' shit'll leave a nice hole
It's Project Pat on the track
three steps from reality
Get up to get down, represent your town, last night
Was poppin' like like cocked Glocks with hollow-tip rounds

From booty
three steps from reality
Get up to get down, represent your town, last night
Was poppin' like like c***ed Glocks with hollow-tip rounds

From booty