Hollow Tip - 4 My Enemies lyrics

[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