Hollow Tip Lyrics - 4 My Enemies lyrics

4 My Enemies lyrics (Lyrics)

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[Hollow Tip]
I spend too many days... on the street
Too many nights wit heat
I got my mind right, heart strong
Quick on my feet, I never retreat
I write my lifestyle to the beat
I try to slow down
But Im in this lifestyle too deep
I cant sleep unless the Hennessys poppin
My enemys plottin to leave a nigga dead
Wit my memory forgotten
The streets is watchin
Niggas is rottin, bodies is droppin
Heats is cockin
Leavin the ride or die option
Dont I spend
Through the spot fulla eight block men
Rockin, big jewels, we got it locked in
It aint no stoppin
The way I do business wit a few killas
Got to shake a few niggas to get my true skrilla
But yo Im back again
Throw away gats and Henn
Fly outta Sac and then
Come back wit scratch and film
I never scratch my Tims
When shit get rough and rugby
I guess the streets just love me
Or only God can judge me
These niggas try to mug me
They think Im sippin bubbly
But Im just sippin Henny
Ready to leave you bloody
The situation ugly
These niggas wanna slug me
Ill even fuck wit the pistol
And make you niggas love me

[Chorus]
Yo this is 4 my enemies
You prayin for me to fall
Im a ball, for nothin but yall, stand tall
4 my enemies [4 my enemies]
Niggas payin they bread to see me dead
Put two in my head for what I said
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4 my enemies [4 my enemies]
You can suck my dick
Id rather die wit the four-fifth
And die like a bitch
4 my enemies [4 my enemies]
Youll never take me alive
Im hard to survive
Ride-da-da-da-da-da [echoes out]

[Hollow Tip]
This is 4 my enemies
I see you plottin and grinnin
Tryna cock block the women
Bust shots in my linen
Stop pretendin, you hated me from the beginnin
And you still playa hatin in the ninth innin
So Im a break it down
I never took it and dont take it now
Slip in the clip
Dip, hit niggas wit fatal rounds
See Im from California
We hustle on the corner
If I aint ridin wit cha
My niggas ridin on ya
And thats just how it is
Fuck all that coward shit
These niggas gotta know it
Im on a power trip
Who wanna make a move?
Who got some shit to prove?
Then bust your heater nigga
We aint got shit to lose
I wanna get it started
Come at you cold hearted
Ill look you in yo eyes
Empty the whole cartridge
You gon get it really
I think these niggas silly
Stab me in my back
So they can get the skrilly
My nigga light the philly
And we gon ride to city
Im comin for that bitch nigga that ripped me
Try to hit me
But real niggas land on they feet
Northside, North High, for life, H Street

[Chorus x2]