a nigga [Chorus] Hollow Hollow, Hollow Hollow, Hollow Hollow.. It ain't worth it Sac Town, Sac Town, Sac Town, Sac Town [fades] We can blow up..
window, flowamatically countin c-notes Automatically countin people, hit 'em up, get 'em up, bumpers dig 'em up Hit 'em up wid a hollow tip till they
from your favorite shows In my favorite position, you know how it goes In my Bentley bumpin' Prince shit "This is When Thugs Cry" This is what it sounds like when hollow tip
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
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
beat Watch me eat these niggaz up like Jason chasin you through camp pistol lake like a wolf on crank hit the dank, the tank up, put on the make-up an
Coz I tear down mics and put a out of order sign on it [Canibus] Yo, I rip shit with the ballistic characteristics Of a hollow tip at point blank
cranium We known to blow shit up like nuclear uranium [Chorus] I explode like a nuclear warhead, wit this lyrical gang that I slang like cocaine, makin the crowd bang As we kick up
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
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
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
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
Eiht and Chill puttin suckers in a painfull position So back up, slack up, before I just tack up Any soft new jack, I just rack up Throwin up the 'W'
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
they ridin' on the tip of a rider slidin' somebody gotta die on the frontier. Cruisin' but watchin' for a hit cause the hood be on shoot em up everytime
twisted 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
flint is sweet like peppermint You'll never find my fingerprints, so watch me getaway Murder victom found, killer though, free to strike another day Up-up
