Lyrics:
shooters come round
With the talons and hollow tip rounds
In my hood they know how I be down
(Nigga I say dead, you dead)
You should be dead by now
Smile but
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
off the straight and I roll
When you slip, hollow tips are sharper than an arrow
Bout to swang by that sun, is wait for me be right back
I'ma roll
tip toe
Now tip toe
Now tip toe
Don't take nobody with you to my house
If anybody see you then our secret gon' be out
Don't let nobody catch you by my
off the straight and I roll
When you slip, hollow tips are sharper than an arrow
Bout to swang by that sun, is wait for me be right back
I'ma roll
stay
Meet me over by the lake
Meet me in the hollows
Party 'til the sun is gone
Hollows stay where hollows stay
You'll come down here too one day
pies,
Hollow tips go in your legs you can’t run Nigga just drop and die,
Message from da reaper he said let you know he stopping by,
I grab my Glock
spill
I'm Nelly wit' them hollows
'round here I let a 'Tip Drill'
Headshot, your funeral won't exist still
He got dropped wit' no service
Dickhead, now
she strip niggaa tip niggaa tip her tip her
If you ain't talkin about money you Ain't talk about shit
When I pull up to the spot why dat Bitch get lit
to me and get ur ego clipped
I got a whole clip on me all hollow tips
I know your family love you boy don't die like this
Just gimme the loot
Give me
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
make it rain)
Tauntin' me like he won't die
Try me that's suicide
He gon' taste this .45
He late cuz he didn't fire
He won't make the dinner line
I
And watch the shore by the rising tide now the whole world can see me
When they get foul that's when my style gets wild
I hang a man in front of a crowd
pull up a chair
And toast to the good times
Link up when I touchdown
Gaza zulugang we up now
Load up them clips with them hollow tips
Me and mi genna go
on the cake like Cool Whip, keep ya distance when I'm on that new tip
New tip, new tip, new tip, new tip
New tip, new tip, new tip, new tip
New tip, new tip
need again
I can murk any beating beat like a speeding train
On the track I be serving you heat and everything
Fair game
Hurricane when I blow by
That
While I'm surrounded by bitches with guns and sex toys
Blind love for money, head, and warm steel
Coke off the boat wrapped in banana peels
Life's so
restaurants high as hell when I tip my waiter
Providing for my seed when I bring one in this world
But until that day gets here I'm thinking about these
you with a magazine full of hollow tips
I stash the bag by her clit yea
Mixing up the act while I sip yea
Collect my fucking cash and I dip
All my Bros
my fans I got love for my haters hollow tips
I told her I got snow she told me she wanna ski
I told her I'm cold in my dm she slid
Smoke a blunt take
Day", and started to spray
It's 1800, he pulls an AK
Hollow tips started flyin every which way
That's when I seen Dre in trouble and came with
Savage
Put sum money on your head you a hoe nigga
Put your body in that dirt I'm grave diggers
I got hollow tips bussing out this clip nigga
Savage
I live?
Tell me...damn...!!
(Verse 2):
What is life and just how long will it last?
Will you be happy and satisfied when you've passed?
Will you die
You can find me dead inside my whip
Death by hollow tips
Try to talk about it, I might slip
Tighten up my grip
You can find me dead inside my whip
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