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Caught Up in My Gunplay

Spice 1

The Black Bossalini (a.k.a. Dr. Bomb from Da Bay)

1997

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

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

die
Tote a gun by any means, I wanna opp to testify
Don't give a fuck about this rap shit, say my name and say goodbye
Time to show these niggas who

pop, I started from zero now Imma go make me a mill
I'm never gon' stop, I can't die a hero so Imma go make me a villain
Okay, everybody better put your

then forget him on the
Scene then we lay low
And all you see is white
Sheets and chalk and tape
No face, no case, ain't no mistakes
Play big hollow tips

lord)
They say, I'm looking like the greatest lord
(like the greatest lord) they say

Yo, bulldog, rubber handle
Hollow tips barking
At the round table

nigga can't stand
Hit him in the hip don't talk on the gram
Hollow tips to the face mhm might spin again
Blood on my shoes but blue to the end
Know I

Except the clientele it's fucked up
I got a homie that's gon' die in jail
Then a few more homies that's
Gon' rot in hell i'm a street nigga
Only in the lab

was raised to be a G, live and die by this gun
Hands of time cannot be changed, I wouldn't do it if I could
Corpse Town Rydas, thats for life and we

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

You the boss
Should be making them calls but you ain't
Fuck the law
I'm somewhere in the hall with the drac
What you on
How many hollows can you take

die for me
That lil bitch, she’d-
I’m in the party with the new drip
And she love me, aw yeah
She gon’ suck on my tip
And she love me, yah hmm hm hmm hm

I'm upset, pussy boy yeah he think he a threat
I got hollow tips aimed for his head
Bet that bitch won't do shit when he dead
If I ever catch you

What Ya Wanna Do?

Ice-T

The Iceberg/Freedom of Speech...Just Watch What You Say

1989

try to diss, your butt is on a meat hook
Want some of me? You're on a mission
Bad move, you end up missin

Let's get it straight for the '89 tip

protect your family, your wallet or even your blick
Hollow the tips
Empty the clip
They cremated your bitch
It's only a hundred the fit
Where is your drip

shining, oh that happens when you working
Yeah, I got smoke all in my lungs
Smoke that shit just for fun
Hollow tips all in my gun
It came with a drum
All

point out my enemies
Hollow tips burnin his chest
Like it's Hennessy
My niggas gon creep on his block
Like a centipede
Bring out da bags
We stackin up

left him for dead
Hollow on the tip we gon knock out yo dreads
Bagging up the green pack it up by the sled
Painting on the walls make an opp house turn

Gangsta ****

G-Unit

Beg for Mercy

2003

I'm on
'Cause 50 this, 50 that, 50 stay with a gat
Thirty-two shots in the clip, hollow tips in the Mack

But when I come through, shh the talking

Gangsta ****

G-Unit

Beg for Mercy [Clean]

2003

on
'Cause 50 this, 50 that, 50 stay with a gat
Thirty-two shots in the clip, hollow tips in the Mack

But when I come through, shh the talking stop
My money

Bring It On

Too Much Trouble

Players Choice

1993

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

that nigga hollows let the lead surround em
Ran on his homie he gon die without him
It's time to slide put on your mask we gon let it rain
Used to dream

By any means, we gon' stunt and roll trees
Smoke blunts and exhale it in the breeze
No tough talk, we just pump the desert ease
You must walk how we

They said who are you
Came with the blueprint
Came with the proof
They bang for Versace and I bang for the truth
Bang for youth
Hollow point tip for dem