Lyrics:
Hah gonna take that shit serious
Verse One: Tajai
Man fuck an MC
I got a tip that's fat and lengthy like a 40 pistol
for your
a piece better hurry
Got off our knees and putting arrows on our tip
But there's really no need for you to say we ain't shit
Got up the cheese by telling
might blow (Who) like nitro
(Who) like black rob you, I'm like whoa
(Who) got twins (Who) like double mint
(Who) is wanted by the US government
[Chorus
(ooo)
Stick (ooo)
Hollow (ooo)
Tip
All my niggas tottin' poles
They like tell me when to go
Chorus
Momma I'm in love with the racks (I'm in
disappeared
Now, take notes
When I say these quotes
By the time I finish
Y'all gone say he's dope
You see, that was just the first
When I spit my verse
Now
Fuck a yellow light
We run those
Er (Ow ow ow)
It's DaKingSean back again for another one
Ah yeah (King Time)
Rest in peace Black Mamba (R.I.P. Debo)
as a black adult
In a city where them hollow tip bullets catapult
Saying that you Mike on mics it must be Rapaport
We done heard you rap before
All you do is
stay inside the lines and best be nice
10 Hollow tips, wesson 9, ate her up behind the blinds, 7:30 writing rhymes, 6 up going downtown, hour later
Where playing hide & seek with metropolitan
Studied the road and came back with a scholarship
Might send a pagan a hollow tip
Can you swear on your
you never seen my wrists with handcuff bruises
I got them hollow tips, to stick up in the AR's
Detectors in the dash, to pick up on the radar
Stash
(1st Verse)
I'm a histamine in the mist you breath, caught a misdemeanor trying twist the weed
I kept it all cool like it was meant to be in
Rita J Verse 1:
Do real men cry have feelings kinda shy hardbody stone face yeah coming out the Chi somebody no place to express my guy in the trap
hollow tips then pop nigga drop me one
fillin' all you devils up with them hot ones
kickin' down doors with x, shoot my gat in fuck the discussion
all i
Axe you up in the back of my shack, fuck some hollow tips
Throw you in my deep creek of self-esteem on some shallow shit
The Kids used to tease now
it up)
(Shh, be quiet tip-toe)
Five percent tint, my windows (windows)
Ten bites from, black widow (boom)
Mark of my goals like, bingo (bingo)
Dope
baller at hand
[ VERSE 3: Cold 187um ]
Now see, I have to break it down like on a funky tip
So you don't want to slip or trip or maybe go overboard
You
doing doughnuts, feel lawless
It feel like the Wild Wild West bitch
You asked for it now you fucking with the best bitch
Feel like a hollow to your chest
doing doughnuts, feel lawless
It feel like the Wild Wild West bitch
You asked for it now you fucking with the best bitch
Feel like a hollow to your chest
Chorus:
Paperchase, I'm on a motherfuckin' paperchase
Paperchase, I'm on a motherfuckin' paperchase
Verse One:
I need...mo money mo money mo, suck
that shit a triple triple
My flow is typhoon rap, it's deeper than an ocean ripple
Our hollow tips will hit you
Leave you with an altered nipple
door but I bet you give up your Mercedes for that shirt he wore
[Verse 2]
Yeah!
I won't be impressed by your gold unless you know something, something
Another nigga sings the blues
Bailin' up outta the fo' with the black on the black
And the niggas be creepin', we rollin' with the Mack 10
the days
It's the Master, the Ace and yo, I'm black and it pays
So bust the move on the mad offbeat tip and
It's the dopest, but can you cope this, by far
Rally up the crowd (what)
Full hollow tips (what)
Cyanide squibs (what)
Power to the people
With rocks, banana clips see us
Strugglefor the streets
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