Lyrics:
and on and on with that, huh
(Tell em what it's all about)
[ VERSE 1 ]
I'm a straight up hustler, never grew up in the ghetto, though
Yet strapped with a gat
Parelli's all armored up
And this .38 will knock the beak off of Daffy Duck
Wave cap
Cover my waves hollow tip cover my ass
Face covered by my army
Parelli's all armored up
And this .38 will knock the beak off of Daffy Duck
Wave cap
Cover my waves hollow tip cover my ass
Face covered by my army
gonna be sliding by
but hit the weed tip first cause my clique got to be riding high
cause it feels so good
[Chorus]
It feels so good how we kick it in
tips, massive damage
The path was granted, loaded gats, blast the cannon
Chipped up, live by morals, don't get it mixed up
Diss what? Millionaire
to the politics
Articulate, but still'll
Grab a nigga by the collar quick
Whoever havin' problems with
Their record sales just hollow tip
If that don't work
she a succubus
Sucking on my bitch pussy
I call that a supplement
Young I'm on my Thugger shit
YSL the fucking clique
Gunna snitched
Got a hollow tip
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Rap like hell make it sould like heaven
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Black supermen is back as your hero
Here ye , here yo
America the beautiful
Beautiful,
Set the learning curve
No boundaries in space
Gravity universal chains
Diverse the reverb
Every verse the Angel's heard first
Scribed by Megatron
wanna fuck nigga, fuck it
Diamonds in my watch, I got 5 spots
Bend lil mama over and she
Said I hit her spot
Hollows in my Glock, extra 30 shots
She ask
(Verse 1)
Hollow eyes peer through a dark window,
adding black to black,
and these times have seen the hopelessness fall,
into dread.
(Bridge 1)
hit that shell that hollow
Tip will go threw you contact hop
Smoke from the chronic got me feelin' demonic
Keep one in the head for
Any nigga that want
down, pop trunk, I'm out that H-town
[Verse 4: Yungstar]
Out H-town, showing surround by sound
Yesterday y'all got mad when I shown nothing but round
I'm
down, pop trunk, I'm out that H-town
[Verse 4: Yungstar]
Out H-town, showing surround by sound
Yesterday y'all got mad when I shown nothing but round
I'm
be -M-E cliqueing
You ain't gotta know
I'm sigend to Dre to know that he sick
P-89 that's what I handle my beef with
Put them hollow tips under
fast, you could grip a 9
Damn, look at how that hollow tip hit his spine
Little motherfuckers that commit to crime
These niggas have the sidewalk
killer bee sting remains accurate like a marksman
So, tape with caution, we attack like black martians
Corner of the market, by usin digital
Atlas Shrugged, with the multi-verse up on my shoulders
Crack boulders with the
One Inch Punch
Or, like
Ip Man
Surrounded by, ten men
I hold
The martial
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
I make it thru
(Gunshot) everythings slowing down, my heart throb too
[Verse 1]
Still haunted by the past, no credit for the present
Death would be
To buy Miss Mouse a wedding gown.
Say, where will the wedding supper be?
Just down by the river in a hollow tree.
Say, what will the wedding supper be?
this mail
[Verse 1]
Turn my mail, I talk to rappers when I touch down
I'ma go by me a check with my bitches welfare check
And if I hurt her
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
run game, we run businesses
Watch us shine and watch the World be our witnesses
(repeat)
Verse 1: (Raekwon)
Observe real though
Half cieling
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