Lyrics:
Hit the, hit the, hit the
Hit the tone, cock it back, ho
I gotta holla at
Hollow points in yo' direction, nigga
Ain’t no stoppin' that
Hit the tone,
So I suggest change your location is best
Because I'm comin through army fatigue dressed
Blessed with hollow tips yes, to burn through your dirty
on my hip
You see that rubber grip
Don't have a half a clue
Them boxes for hollow tips
I've got more Oxy than a pharmacy
Also, I keep action clips, when I
brains?
Freedom or big chains, they don't feel my pain
Blood on my sneakers, no remorse for the grievers
He played the corner like Revis he should've had
strange
Always spits flames wherever the clips aim
And it just splits brains
Lyrical hollow tips bang
Independent, never switch lanes
Man, he's insane
Check
No matter what the weather, we be getting our cheddar
So we can have a better tomorrow
Oh, money, cars, superstars, getting ours, working hard
For
With no screws left it's like my head is now hollow
I'm so crazy seems like my own shadow's scared to follow
Ain't that a bitch, 1-O caught up in
your mouth shut
All that gossip, motherfucker don't you know my Glock kicks
Hollow tips, to your body, mad toxic
I fade you, blow you with a rusty-ass
mutherfuckin' brains out
Two of my hommies got killed
From the hollow point tips
Cepts it looks like hell
Three point five million
From those narcotic
You on point Phife?
Once Again Tip
You on point Phife?
Once Again Tip
You on point Phife?
Once Again Tip
Word
Watch me bust they shit
OK
from the flo' two sets of hoes
K west to go
Let me talk on this let me walk on this
Mark Spitz extra clips of hollow tips
I'm full throttle with Chicago
Try to lift your spirits to the very tip.
And…
CHORUS:
Life is,
Worth much more to me
Than you could maybe never ever see.
See Life is,
like me is hard to come by
The Patrón-ón? Let's go get it on
The zone-one? Yes, I'm in the zone
Is it two, three? Leave a good tip
I'ma blow all
that's a no-no
Say what you want, don't let it talk for you
And that's my word, I'll have this hollow tip stored for you
Chorus 2x
[Noyd]
One time
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath
the nigga that's pullin' the trigger and dumpin' the hollow points in your brain
More bigger balls than RuPaul, Thug Life ain't a ball
We bust that ass up
with which we smile
Hollow-eyed on Eddie, is it they or is it I
Is it me who is more hollow as I'm quickly passing by?
And the poison is killing them,
a nigga slaughter your main (yeah)
Send them hollows, nigga, ooh, yeah
Send them hollows niggas, I'm in the 6
Lookin' for me, nigga, I'm in the bricks
out this little voice
Running circles 'round my brain
Screaming louder than the pain
My head is spinning
My resolve is reeling
I can tell by the heavy
out how a slaughter taste
Empty a clip of hollow tips into yo' daughter's face
'Cause that's just the type of shit that I'm on
Collect my dough, make
the nazi cops, tossin' out the bags of herb
Ain't afraid to pop the steel, hollow tips to make you feel
If you want to punk me out, pop these niggas in
I don't want it no more
I feel like Han, I'm going solo
Filling up the pieces, I'm sick of feeling so hollow
Hollow no more
Walking on my own two
watched your ass ride clean
Now that I'm grown up from the hood I gained nuts
Nigga, you gonna drop off that dope or feel the pain of a hollow tip
Rip
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath
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