Lyrics:
Q-R-N, yeah (Uh, ah)
I ain't wanna speak on it too much but
(Uh, uh, uh)
Just to see a young nigga die, like
You know what I'm sayin'? Shit
to die by your side, oh
I spit on your grave fuckin' twice
You let your girlfriend fight your fights
I'm not surprised
I got thirty in the ice tray
I could
Say fuck a mask cause you know you bout to
Look him dead in the eye boy
Is you cut out to do a drill nigga
Fill up that glock with hollow tips and go
Hollow tips make niggas disappear like Houdini
Gang bangin' is real, homey I'm living proof
Like Snoop Dogg, C-walkin' on top of the devil's roof
Rap
Hollow tips make niggas disappear like Houdini
Gang bangin' is real, homey I'm living proof
Like Snoop Dogg, C-walkin' on top of the devil's roof
Rap
I don’t do internet talking these hollow tip bullets the way I reply
If he act higher than me I'ma show them what’s high, send his ass to the sky
clip up
We jumpin out the barrel with my niggas, shootin shit up
See under niner ross, black talon, hollow tips flow
Aim me at the chest, I'm makin sure
flat flat how it's sounding when that chopper spit
Don't care how fast you is don't think you
Outrunning these hollow tips
Freestyle on the gang bet know
ride wit a nine and dem hollow tips
Lift niggaz like a chrome hydraulic switch
Wit a hood rat in the car that swallow dicks
So good that I got P
with a gang of true niggas
No colors, just a bunch of ignorant motherfuckers
Trust my pen is an infa-red
Hollow-tips be my lyrics dipped in venom when I
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P
and
They want us extinct
They perish up in Paradis when
The three finna sing (Woo)
Ivankov, people die every time that I blink
(Bah-Bah) if it's an errand
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
a step
Watch niggas panic
Steal all my flows and hooks yea I love it
Fake ID niggas look like Mc lovin
These hollow tips mean ya lungs can get punctured
Up
future kids
And when the year is 2040 can they even live
Or are their tomorrows only hollow
Filled with sorrow hollow-tips
I think I lost my grip along
them automatics
Lil youngin' he be slangin' iron
And he will never panick
Straight hollow tips filled up my 9 and
I can't wait to blast it
That life
Hollow-tips with them dicks
I could clear a nigga face like kitchen
Last bitch left
She don't know what she missin'
I'm turned up, nigga
I ain't learned my
'mma ride
Like I'mma die if I don't
Nowhere to hide
From this gangster life that I know
I have to ride
Like I'mma die if I don't
That's what he said on his
whoopin' my ass
I never let a nigga do that
Who that? Get his brains blew
Back with a new gat yellin', "True that"
Hollow tips is goin' clean through that
Bring home the honor
I got the power
Prob didn't even take a couple of hours
Guided by wind, followed by flowers
Climbing on top, at the tip
to it, or die, black
We see you in Allah Kingdom, you try that
Check the fly cat, 2-point-5, multiply that
Cash rules, on my arm I flash jewels,
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