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Hollow Tip Blow Up

camera Hollow tips nigga, tip a nigga like a dancer I don't know nothing but bitches and gettin money Blood gang kill a nigga in public Young Tunechi Shoot a nigga ass up

it 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

got to get it This is heroin medicine that morphine flow My gun go off nigga and everybody know I hold it down with the pound three hundred and fifty seven ways Hollow tip

Them stones blowin like they owned by Edison I am on my better than, everybody tip Walk up in the club make, everybody strip Everybody get [gun cocked], the fuck down, this a brrrp, stick up

term "swag" or thereafter These three assassins get to ass whipping Prepare to for a professional ass that can shape shifts, spit, hollow tip clips mainly

my leader I put niggaz in chairs to pine boxes way up under the stairs Niggaz use red dots, make me follow they path I hit cops, they be raw, tip is

niggas Wit drama bringers ear ringers and pistol slingers with itchy fingers Getting high on inhaling nigga smoke that lingers Buck wild hostile we verbal barrels threw nostrils My hollow

heard Mayne But hold on Holmes, I be rollin' stones Rocked up like a rollin' stone Blocked up and I hold the chrome Pop up I will blow up homes, dip

Sigel, two Desert Eagle hit you niggaz up quick Got 'em diggin ditches up quick Got you niggaz spittin up cause I'm sick Gettin up slow from hits from