many caps they peel Fuck they crew and all they muthafuckin homeboys frontin like they real I got the hollow tip bullets for that teflon vest Blow a
like new money and it's kinda funny I keep one bullet up in the chamber (? ? ? ? ) sunny Five and a piggy dumb, dumb bullets to his hollow tip Thinkin
doin' it right But at night seems like I'm hunted Probably because jack moves an' licks I've done it What goes around comes around Hollow point tip rounds
a playa in the chill Come on and take a ride, triple to legit ballers Shot-shot callers (Shot up the chrome and let's swang) Tigers all up in the wall
nigga... You know Get your millimeter, these niggas round here be heated And if you need it, eat it up when I feed it So giddy up, get game, if you aint
Throw Yo B's Up Shawty Patrone Is In My System And Dat Switched Up Shawty The Zone Is Where I'm Gettin When I'm Geeked Up Homie [Chorus:] What's A
even much understand this (Uh-uh) Look- Now when I crawl up out the Rove' I got quarters and O's Forty-fours under my clothes - I'm drunk and blow And
Buildin Throw Yo B's Up Shawty Patrone Is In My System And Dat Switched Up Shawty The Zone Is Where I'm Gettin When I'm Geeked Up Homie [Chorus:] What
teacher gal fighter Gunshotn write off yuh gang like paper from di typewriter Yuh boss mek yuh feel hyper But this rifle this sniper mek hollow tip blow
my hollow tip I put it in a clip and then blow a kiss [Chorus] [The Game:] Trapper turned rapper dapper then damn Who the fuck you think it is Ridin up
then Haller my name out Remember man me an you Runnin up out the cain house Nigga just for you I blow his brains out I blow his brains out Ill blow his
but you cannot tell [Verse 5] Knuck if you buck boy But you betta come equipped I got some shit off in my trunk thats gonna make yo body flip hollow tip
ted the Uzi's in the lining though Hollow tip dum-dums eat flesh like pirahnas though Such a scary thing to hear the soul sing Geronimo Pull up in the
bet, recognize my style boy [Verse - Malice] I told them like this, give it up and don't resist The name Malicious and my aim don't miss A hollow tip
up From the rawest to the raw, to the slug through your door They missed you but pressed your bitch in a hollow tip bra There's science to the way we
out 187 and blast Nigga don't test nuts your luck's fucked You feelin' up right for the bone yard Thuggin' off with the graveyard shift Then comin' up blow
ass note I'm disgusted the murder she wrote Money she oaked all of my coke all of dope Up in smoke Made you follow me probably so mad you wanna hollow
gunshots is leaving niggaz on they asses Smoking all the canibus, like the weed savage Rip dimensions and it matters, take an L You no challenge, I blow up