Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song 5 Hollow Points , by - Mr.serv OnRelease date: 28.07.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
5 Hollow Points |
| Momma mia got 5 motherfuckin reasons |
| Why you niggaz shouldnt step 2 no limit |
| cCick, clat, duck |
| Big Ed be puttin down like that |
| I’m on the attack |
| Hit your block with the tech &flip you like an acrobat |
| Relax and get done in No limit got you suckas runnin |
| Hustlin, tank rollin, feather weight lifting |
| King of the hill like the pistons |
| Listen and get hypnotized |
| Then they’ll realize your mobbs tried to hustle with ride surprise |
| As I analyze fictional rap chart |
| Niggaz sellin the flea market |
| As I swell up like Dolly Pardon |
| Flow like Niagara, floss like dental |
| Niggas dont get caught up in my detrimentral mental |
| Alias assassin im blastin ask alot |
| While tough niggaz talk from Richmond to Ottawa |
| Lyrical combat but we can jump into realm of bookoo guns |
| No Limit should be a steel mill |
| Catacombs when I rush |
| Explode when my vocals hit the west |
| KL be droppin the bomb tracks |
| Like terrorists and anvils |
| Capital F-I- as I live like Incredible Hulk |
| I love my money in bulks |
| See im used to the abuse of Marijuana, smokin coke tryin to reach my quota |
| Revoking mc’s nice as he’s |
| Cause im twice as nice as he’s |
| Its your fears im splittin back they lids |
| Or the wigs that I live |
| Die instanly, searchin comin after me Havent learned nothin in the galaxy as bad as me Fatalities, all yall gone be casualities |
| A formality, droppin dead weight rappers like calories |
| So casually speakin |
| Like ?? |
| we beaten |
| But not preaching |
| The lyrical reaching gone leave you skiing illegally |
| And I gets my swerve on With Mr. Serv On Gettin a helluva spursion |
| With KL’s and Burbons |
| Definetly get my verse on Got it changed by a glock |
| Words that bracing you knot |
| My shit stay banging like Little Rock |
| My hustling is sick |
| Kane &Abel cake makes flips |
| 252 grams be catching? |
| out each quarter brick |
| My deliveries obscenity, so niggaz these fightin words |
| Watch Mr. bill collector Hannibal Lector smoke the herb |
| 2 times 187 equals 374 |
| What the mean im gone leave you and that buster you with stankin on the floor |
| Hope you got your life insurance |
| This deadly metomorphosis hollow tips ?? |
| Bringing horror flicks to tricks |
| Raw flicks couldnt see me, if you were lookin at my picture at the post office |
| 1,2,3 bitch im G, thats in gangstafied |
| Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde got no friends P keep the world homely and homicide |
| My style cant stop it Got a gat lets drop it Nice, strictly ice im precise like fuckin fiber optics |
| Hennessy got me tested |
| Cut that mask like Wayne Gretsky |
| Soldiers man desert eagle in my hand keep em'?? |
| like Dissy Gillepsie |
| Top cops couldnt arrest me Niggaz who the best be This no limit soldiers runnin on the tank |
| Nigga got no time to think |
| Bustin on you niggaz yall stink |
| I got my shank |
| The Puerto Rican leave them tweekin |
| Missles heat seaking |
| Niggaz that couldnt stop me got your &lifier peakin |
| Niggaz is fake |
| I piss on you face at your wake (fucking bastard) |
| Spary paint this shit aint over on your casket |
| Preacher man steady sayin thou shall not kill |
| I wonder if he was there when they killed my nigga Clarence at the hotel |
| In the city of fiends, young niggaz die often |
| Get your hustle in hell, I left an ounce in your coffin |
| Young niggaz gettin touched with AK’s early in the moring |
| Catch a glimpse of the devil when he dance in New Orleans |
| Hollow shots make a nigga check in before his curfew |
| Disrespect me ill hurt you, pass the blunts in a circle |
| Dolly dolly dip |
| Wich one of you niggaz want this last and final hollow tip (none) |
| For real from mr bitch killer money maker hoe stacker |
| Stackin more green than the Packers |
| Nigga jack a Regal rider |
| Have you bubblin on your saliva like Hannibal Lector |
| Step up in the sector |
| UPT aint the drives |
| Hit you between your eyes |
| Crack your bitch thighs |
| Mr. cap peller |
| Smile into the eyes of your candy dealer |
| Big wheeler |
| Stackin more diamonds that the steelers |
| Bringing more noise that the Cowboys |
| Can chop in it like Dennis the born Menace |
| Dont say a fuckin thang until im finished |
| And even then respect my blessing |
| I’ll make Allen Iverson adress me as the real question |
| And niggaz know me when I come through |
| So if im not screaming TRU (T-R-U) nigga im ready to bang at you and you |
| So fell this hollow tip and get what you get |
| Mr. gangsta shit |
| Mr. B-a-v-g-a-t-e |
| Mr. S-e-r uh v For all you bitch niggaz |
| You understand niggaz you ready to feel this trigger |
| So step up and feel this lesson from the last and final hollow tip |
| Thats what you get, some gangsta shit |
| I tried to told yall aint want heard me So anybody out there think that they ready |
| Lyrically or Physically |
| I have one question |
| Can we please get into some gangsta shit |
| This is mama mia the biggest |
| Signing off with my tank dawgs |