[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 I'm in this lifestyle too deep
I can't sleep unless the Hennessy's poppin'
My enemy's plottin' to leave a n***a dead
Wit my memory forgotten
The streets is watchin'
n***as is rottin', bodies is droppin'
Heats is co*kin'
Leavin' the "ride or die" option
Don't I spend
Through the spot fulla eight block men
Rockin', big j**els, we got it locked in
It ain't no stoppin'
The way I do business wit a few k**as
Got to shake a few n***as to get my true skrilla
But yo I'm back again
Throw away gats and Henn
Fly outta Sac and then
Come back wit scratch and film
I never scratch my Tims
When sh** get rough and rugby
I guess the streets just love me
Or only God can judge me
These n***as try to mug me
They think I'm sippin' bubbly
But I'm just sippin' Henny
Ready to leave you bloody
The situation' ugly
These n***as wanna slug me
I'll even f** wit the pistol
And make you n***as love me
[Chorus]
Yo this is 4 my enemies
You prayin' for me to fall
I'm a ball, for nothin' but y'all, stand tall
4 my enemies [4 my enemies]
n***as payin' they bread to see me dead
Put two in my head for what I said
4 my enemies [4 my enemies]
You can s** my dick
I'd rather die wit the four-fifth
And die like a b**h
4 my enemies [4 my enemies]
You'll never take me alive
I'm 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 co*k 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 I'm a break it down
I never took it and don't take it now
Slip in the clip
Dip, hit n***as wit fatal rounds
See I'm from California
We hustle on the corner
If I ain't ridin' wit cha
My n***as ridin' on ya
And that's just how it is
f** all that coward sh**
These n***as gotta know it
I'm on a power trip
Who wanna make a move?
Who got some sh** to prove?
Then bust your heater n***a
We ain't got sh** to lose
I wanna get it started
Come at you cold hearted
I'll look you in yo eyes
Empty the whole cartridge
You gon' get it really
I think these n***as silly
Stab me in my back
So they can get the skrilly
My n***a light the philly
And we gon' ride to city
I'm comin' for that b**h n***a that ripped me
Try to hit me
But real n***as land on they feet
Northside, North High, for life, H Street
[Chorus] x 2