Hollows (feat. Donny Loc)
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Don't be tripping' on me Or I'll be tripping' on you I gotta glock near my pocket Wanna hear that fucker talk? Sippin' on a bottle Make her waddle to the spot I just wanna party with a thottie from da' block I just wanna party with a thottie from da' block I gotta glock near my pocket Wanna hear that fucker talk? Sippin' on a bottle Make her waddle to the spot I just wanna party with a thottie from da' block I just wanna party with a thottie from da' block Boujee run me a check I sit back and collect Mali-booze what I sip Malibu is a set Til I cruise in a vet Don't you lose your respect Ima' prove Im'a threat when I shoot at your neck With this deuce deuce Like doo doo I shoot through your chest BoxHeaD is that Voodoo Screw who you up next I take off some layers when I touch on her hoe zone Smack wit' my dick and I call that bitch bozo Bitch I've been cold I ain't talkin' bout' Frozone Really bout pillys I flip me a totem You don't know no one? Hoe I'm the shogun If you gone' pull up Best know you going' blow some I get dishonor by even the thought of you Don't act like this rap life Don't act you don't want me to Pardon oh me Sorry my G Wanna dodge hollows Then follow my lead (Because) Shoot them hollows at his head And make his brain split Shooter hit his block Cuz' he was talkin' bout some gang shit Lame shit Pull up with a bitch you niggas can't get Three days I've been on my hustle in the same fit You actin' anxious around them niggas Cuz' I'm one of them But we've been in the field Not a court nigga f*ck a gym You been talkin' to the cops A lot of shit you told to them Slow motion grind My nigga RIP to Soulja Slim F*ck you been I've been on shit you couldn't be on If it ain't bout' the money That ain't shit you seein' me on All money ain't good money But I could be wrong Throw a couple dollars like Houdini He goin' be gone I promise you You brought up dollars I got dollars too Money power respect with the streets Shit I'm solitude I'm that nigga that's goin' do What he gotta do Ima' fuckin' mackle snatch Hundreds from a prostitute You in my face n' talking' greezy Ima' swing He think he fly until we cutting off his wings She hella bad But she could never get a ring Western Ave I'm in the trenches You better watch who you bring Oh you with that lil dude We don't rock with him You talking' bout' yo' broke squad That is not a team Johnny's on us Now the 12 trynna' block the scene She ain't gotta dollar in her purse But she brought some lean
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