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you think he a Leo (huh?)
Like, whoa, wait, whoa, no
Hollow tip rip through his dome,
I know he grown
Kidnap his mom, leave her dead back at home
I've

gotta K right by my 9
G gone shoot he don't care who you is
They hurt yo mans but you who cried, that's some voodoo shit
We can't let Snow get the Za, he

at a traffic stop
This some shit that really has to stop
And it's been getting worse you can't say that it's not
We getting bullied by a uniform
Cause he was

tips (zuu)
Rated R (yeah)
Lotta violence, nigga, set it off (set it off)
Lotta steppin' in the field (steppin')
Coin toss (uh)
Brick by brick, we

Tuckin' em up all on the side of my truck
As far as duckin' to what
Your gonna get to two hollow
Tips stuck in your gut
You people can't do nothing so
They

hollow tip then he is not gone make it
You lil niggas really bitches nigga stop the faking
I was taught to go and get it
Everyday another vision
Man them

We pop out fucking bussing heads
That nigga would of been alive
But he got kilt by what he said
I do my dance they turn me up
Swerve gone do your shit

for shifts
Close up with hits
We don't do drive-bys, walk up on opps and blow hollow tips
Swallow the clip
When I say I'm talkin' bout presidents, I do

way I'm switchin' over
I get the ball and I'm crossing them over
How may shots till ya head off ya shoulders
Royal beats gave me this shit, now it's

near us
Pass out them head-shots, they have to shovel a lil' nigga shit up 
Can't even sit up, hollow tips put him in shock 
Now he holdin' his breath

hollow tips by my side?
Why these ain't got wings but they easy to let fly?
I ain't gotta be covered in oil so I can slide nigga
(I ain't gotta be covered

ABG

Quando Rondo

Life B4 Fame

2018

Hollow tips filled to the tip, yeah my clip filled up
Pressure hit, I'ma roll this kush up
Sixty gang crippin'
I'ma throw that neighborhood up, yeah
He

What Have I Learned

Bizzy Bone

A Song for You

2008

take a ride
Loadin' up clips, hollow tips, ready for murder, swallow this
Follow this, model this; with death, you don't have to swallow shit
When it's

gonna get this picture
Shoot; Shoot; Shoot; (Hmm)

These bullets don't ricochet
I'm grabbing the hollow tips
Clip Loaded shits cocked the barrel between

dat shit
Till they get around a nigga like me
And turn bitch right
Lucy come along for da hip ride
Hollow clips ready for da tip right
And I keep

you know i went and fucked her friend
Had to buy some choppas and some pistols, just in case them pussies think they finna spin
I got hollow tips and i

hollow tips

First yea I break down my gun , rub alcohol every bullet in gun ,
Love the adrenaline rush dat I get , so I just start robbing niggas for fun

the Bmer an dip
U niggas still broke going half on the tip
Lights turn wit the whip right hook still quick
Nigga u hatin on me I hope it burn when u shit
N

the block the block down
Hollow tips coming the MF opp bound
we spinning with way more then Glock rounds
Slide through them 'partments late night don't give

spinning ' shit Had to know that shit was really fuckin' before
I hit the crib Niggas gettin' chicken like we shuckin', y'all

sauce goin' grits tip my hat,

And you know I'm shopping
Turn me up, can't turn me down, you know I ride with hot shit
How the fuck your pocket's empty, but you got some hollow tips
I

Damn, Already know I'm recruiting that shit (damn, damn)
Lil' bitch you don't got it, you losin' that shit
Now he seeing shit, hella loose in this

in the cul de sac
Late on delivery
That shit don't slide with me
Look how I'm living G
Got the bottles of the P
El Patron is what I be
Simp shit is all

it's seven ten mother fucker
Cause I'm always burning that pen's oil
Like a Ford Mustang
I'm floored by the shit that goes on
Inside my brain but I know