Lyrics:
nigga, attackin' ya.
These 4-5 hollow tips will have you backin' up.
I only do my dirt at night like dracula.
I'm wanted by the feds, these
plays
I done put racks in the safe
Wish that lil' boy try to play
Hollow tips inside his brain
We gone kick in through that back door
Pull up where you
tougher, believe it
I'm much more smarter, much more strategic
Scholarships and hollow tips, a lot of walkin caskets
They talk a good one but there's never
havin' problems, the bay we pop collars
Compton to Fillmore here we go again
In the bay we pop hollows, l.a. they pop hollows
Compton to Fillmore here
suffer
Ready to pip hollow point tip, got your wig split
They made your body
Once you hunt my victims on a mission
Flippin' livin' on a darker side
(Look at my)
Look at his house, look at his bitch (Bitch)
Look at his chain, hopping out the red thing
(Shine) hollow tip coming for your brain
Extension
Big bands shawty I be floating' outer space
I be in the coupe while I'm workin' on my aim
Big hollow tips, and they go through yo brain
I be in
I'll ride the wave, I'll take the shape
Need a hero, find your cape Need a door, no more gates
Need a meal, here's my place Need a bed, here's my space
holdin' blame for ya
Them niggas'll kill, for real
Picture me stompin' you out, up on a flyin' train
Grip Nikes on, hollow through your hollow brain
I
the sticker with the sick fillin
Vik sta
He stacks chips by any rich way
And keep black lips fuck what any bitch say
It ain't no time for no tip or tatt
I been gettin’ brains for free it’s something like a scholarship
We was on them shots before but now she goin’ hollow tip
My girl drink like she
Mister, you may, have traveled near or far,
But you haven't seen the country,
till you've seen the country by car!
Mister, may I, recommend
Squeezed off on em paramedics tried CPR
And 3
4s of his heart the young boy coughed on em
Who Shot ya? 5th sing like Sinatra
These hollow tips we call
Em
Simply out of this world by choice
The world's too much for the soul to enjoy
I focus on the void and I fill it
Hopin' the depressed ain't give
Cadillac car
Out behind the old farm store
He was sitting there like we was going somewhere
And he wasn't coming back no more, boys
He wasn't coming back
And I say to you it is nothing but an arrant fraud
And furthermore-"Signor"-I have serviced no kings
Yet I wager that I can shave a cheek and pull
Stay up reading Mary Poppins
Overwhelmed by Netflix options
Boy found brains he never knew he had
Meet me there in London Canyon
Fuel up, bitch,
Now youse a killa
So pull the trigger so
We can let the dice roll
Dem hollow tips in yo' shit'll leave a nice hole
It's Project Pat on the track
Don't make me come and get ya boy
The 40 Cal will hit ya boy
Them hollow tips will split ya boy
So don't make come and get ya boy
Yeah flow slow,
upon my page
From Martin Luther's "dream", to Hitler's psycho rage
What's more powerful - the brain or a twelve gauge?
The words I speak have scared
ass froze up/
Hunnid 'round drum till he's ten toes up/
Hollow tip hit him make his brains blow up/
I ain't talkin' strippers, but we got them poles
a Juice scene
No it ain't a movie, diamonds in by new gleam
Dead tone 'cause the redbones is my new thing
Nigga, I do things, let the coupe sing
Hollow tip dum-dums eat flesh like piranhas though
Such a scary thing to hear the soul sing Geronimo
Pull up in the C-L the shit's astronomical
Hoes lining
by
Two on lets go move it on, the zone on lets go move it on
And it's a two three leave a good tip
Im gonna blow all my money and give it to it
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