Lyrics:
screaming "Die motherfucker"
Never showing mercy cause that shit is for the weak
I rhyme with my glock and knock a nigga off his feet
A young nigga, shorts
Lord Forgive Me
They say everyday
You gotta get up and just grind
Cause you never know if it's your last day
And if I die tomorrow
May god come
My dawg Nate and these hollow tips in my gun, yuh yuh
Real G known to get shit done
Cruisin' down 31
Rolling up another one
Told her tell me when she
paramedics, hollow tips got them deep fried
I beat my bitch to fuck up
I find out she lied
I beat my bitch to fuck up
she playin' with the other side
Yeah yeah,
I'm leavin' it
Out his neck have 'em dead by the evenin'
And yo wallet, yo pockets I'm keepin' em
Bend that corner that choppa gone poke em
Hollow tips
with the guys, cause I know they gon' ride
I'm talkin' hollow clips
If he try, he gon' die, really split his shit
BG, by my side, cause he ain't missin'
if there's a problem and yo' niggas got drama
I got burners for sale and shit
Got the MAC's, got the 9's, got them TECs full of dime
Hollow-tips
ona road
Chasing shit down
We the goats
Need a bitch by my side that's gon tote
One that's gon lie under oath
A ride or die that's fosho
Baby I ain't
split it with y'all
When I pull up McLaren, don't look all appalled
These hollows a pierce him like his name was Paul
I feel like a Pokémon, how I evolved
die
I mean like Biggie high just so we touch the sky
I'm taped up just to be sure when I rewind
That I wasn't lying when I spoke about the other side
palms and that clip right by my thumb
If a nigga wanna plex boy get ready here I come
Hollow tips they'll burn ya chest you gone need more than tums
Like
When I make my money, got to get my dime
Way down in the hollow, leavin' so soon
Oh, St. Teresa, higher than the moon
You called up in the sky
You
because when you hit you'll be done
These hollow tips gone rip yo skin and put a hole in yo lung
That's what you get for acting stiff because in real life
played by a honeyDIP
But now I'm on the money TIP so now I call the honeydip honey BITCH
And swing hardcore because that's where I come from (yeah)
I
on our wrist, aye
I'm a dog in this bitch, roof
Get ready Imma grip, too
If we got some problems, I see you in tomorrow, then you gon' die by my connon
life but I ain't never caught a case
Fuck the pigs I got the heat which one o' y'all wan' die today
Pot10t shoot him in the mouth ask that boy how hollow
They want to act stupid gun-butt that fool
When I cock that tool, nigga run your damn jewels
'Fore we fuck around and lay you up in your own blood
miss that
Shot, brain dead, tryna diss me with yo bitchass
Hollow tips hit em five times, can't get his get back
I got my Draco's & AR's, yeah they mix
dare you
I had to repeat it just to prepare you
To die or be a paraplegic, wheelchair you
Cause when gats clapping your back cracking
Chiropractors
And I
hard to just get by
It seems so meaningless to try
When all I want to do is cry
Who would ever know I felt so sad
Even though I get so high
I know
likes to aim
Hollow tips zombies will eat your brain
Niggas wanna be coo define by their chains
Stay on your level... stay in your lane
I'm ballin I
and come link
I her move tact, cause she know that I
I told her move tact, cause she know I tote Beams
Hollow tips is ripping through his spleen
1K he dead
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P
and hollow point tips dummy
All that mean mugging and yo set don't mean nothing
When get your fucking around and get flipped dummy
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