a bulletproof heart You got a hollow point smile We had our run away scarves Got a photograph dream on the getaway mile Let's blow a hole in this town And do our talking
I got a glock with the laser, hot police taser Step in real close, I hit your throat with the razor You wanna live or die, it's your decision Talk shit
or sequel When you catch a link on the wings of this desert eagle Flappin, we splittin caps friend remember when niggas would shoot joints Now niggas be wildin' placing hollow
who talk junk Violent your end, I got your face in my crosshairs Wanna see your dome bust sucker 'cause I don't care Nuttin' 'bout you, your crew, because you talk
Original gangster Ten years ago I used to listen to rappers flow Talkin' bout the way they rocked the mic at the disco I liked how that shit was goin
-ck you thought we was trickin', get out ho, get out ho [50 Cent - Verse 2] It's the same old, same old, extra clips, hollow tips N-ggas ain't playin
T.I.] The Enzo off set, neck, wrist frosty Deal ain't hundred mil, you ain't talkin' bout shit Nigga wanna beef, he get the whole cal quick If you talking
of slick talk, pain and torture Yo, I flip words around, sorta like birds and pounds Rub shoulders in the industry with nerds and clowns Give it to whoever deserve the rounds Hollow
Whether they gag me, bound me, hollow point 'round me (I feel ya) Dump me off the side of a bridge and drown me (Uh huh) Spare my family, the details
lived 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 sharks come to see how the fish curl, This is my Game you Gonna need a refferal, I know more about tree than squirrel, Me no talk much but the heat
, we are not the same Naw bitch, I'm liable to splatter ya shit Light up ya world, 'til you start to stagger and shit Watch how them hollows straight
with my right to speak Leave the clip y'all and talk shit y'all Whoa, wave, whoa, wave Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I talk
ya, hop out them hollow's hit ya Keep thinking it's a game, n-gga's aint playing [Soulja Boy] Soulja Boy I'll bust your brain A n-gga talking all that
glass, drink Rose out the bottle n-gga I promised to keep it 1000 you know my motto n-gga don?t just talk it, be about it you talk it, but we about it
ta pop to the dome, eternally it's on yeah Staright Mo Thug nigga return from the Claire Test this hustla betta not dare we talkin' about distributing