Lyrics:
won't they stop
They're ridin' my tip
Get popped in the lip if they don't hop off
Give 'em a tip
It's an empty tip
Finna' pop off all of these hollow tips
Hadda hadda hadda wait a minute
She was jumpin on my tip told the bit wait a minute
You can catch a fade nigga
Niggas so soft boy he pussy man look
them hollow tips as they comin'
Up with yo skirt!
Woo woo, fuck Gwinnette county
Fuck!
Da fuck?
Aye throw that shit, throw that shit 12 outside
Hurry up
the dick
Suicide doors to exit you must lift
SS Camaro came with a kit
I rock with them baby stunna love the kid
Hollow tip leave a rip if it hit
A lot
Don’t need codefendants do my dirt by my lonely
You niggas stilling flow you niggas be cloning
Hollow tips & my clips are extended 3x
Better not run up
, Perrot that shit
And Scotch that shit, don't see about that shit
Hollow points, top that shit, fuck tryin' to aim
Pop that shit, yeah, nigga, Fox got
Talk on my brother I'll hurt you
Talk on my brother, lil' nigga
I'll hearse you
Hollow tips, hot flyin', they'll curse you
You a broke bitch anyway, I
myself as the goat
You niggas be talking
My niggas be poppin’ they shit
I talk with the niggas
That talk about goals
And I never changed, No!
I’m right by
up shit with my clint eastwood
Leave your neighborhood lookin' like a ghost town, nigga
You standin' on dangerous grounds
When we come to sac, better
Now I'm on these tracks I talk my shit no pen, pad, or a pencil,
Fast forward hollow tips, press play nigga, And then they bout to hit you,
Now your
sliding by
But hit the weed tip first cause my clique got to be riding high
Cause it feels so good
[Chorus]
It feels so good how we kick it in the hood
you", so you know I'm finna slide (watch me slide)
Watch me do that walk up, you seen that pole, now he surprise
Hollow tips gon' hit 'em then I'm
bussed bitch
We put bodies in the back of of our pickup bitch
And droppin em in a ditch
[Lord Infamous]
Bitch eat these hollow tips and die fuckin one
a stick
It's gone hit
30 clip
Long as shit
Hollow tips blow his head off
Do my business
Cut my dreads off
Cut my legs off
I'm still off my ass
Got racks in
223's it come with a carbon it got hollow tips
When I hit his body, that's why his body limp
Never cared about jackboys, all my partners, they be
down, heavenly guarded by hollow tip slug
Then crack down, on wannabe thugs adapt to gat sound
And bow down, slow the fuck up, see how my foul now
heavily guarded by hollow-tip slug
Then crack down on wannabe thugs
Adapt to gat sound and bow down
Slow the fuck up, see how my foul now
Articulate,
much, too much, too much
(I heard somebody bit our shit 'cause!)
Where we from?
[Chorus]
Dogg Pound Gangstas ba-by, Dogg Pound Gangstas (Say what?)
Dogg
Day", and started to spray
It's 1800, he pulls an AK
Hollow tips started flyin every which way
That's when I seen Dre in trouble and came with
gotta hide your shit
You know what I'm sayin', you can just ball for free
Campaignin' your nation, in a legit demonstration
And gotta face
the lining though
Hollow tip dum dums eat
Flesh like piranhas though
Such a scary thing to hear
The soul sing "Geronimo!"
Pull up in the CL, the shit's
(Damn JK Hol' On)
Hollow tips in that baby drac nigga, Make yo ass do a backflip
Rob yo ass wit' that mask off nigga, you know this ain't no Catfish
his whole body, these hollow tips
They ask where I be at, bitch, on the strip
Yeah, right on the A with my fucking clique
Don't try to come through, you
through a whole lotta shit
Young as hell tryna politic
(Hold on)
Seen some big dawgs back down
And square niggas head shottin' with hollow tips (Ouuu)
I was
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