Mr. Serv-on - 5 Hollow Points lyrics

(feat. Mia X, Big Ed, Kane & Abel, Fiend) [Mia X:] Momma mia got 5 motherf**in reasons Why you n***az shouldnt step 2 no limit CCick, clat, duck [Big Ed:] 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 s**as 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 an*lyze fictional rap chart n***az sellin the flea market As I swell up like Dolly Pardon Flow like Niagara, floss like dental n***as dont get caught up in my detrimentral mental Alias a**a**in im blastin ask alot While tough n***az 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 [Fiend] ???? 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 sh** stay banging like Little Rock [Kane] My hustling is sick Kane & Abel cake makes flips 252 grams be catching? out each quarter brick My deliveries obscenity, so n***az 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 b**h 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 f**in 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 n***az who the best be This no limit soldiers runnin on the tank n***a got no time to think Bustin on you n***az yall stink I got my shank The Puerto Rican leave them tweekin Missles heat seaking n***az that couldnt stop me got your amplifier peakin [Abel:] n***az is fake I piss on you face at your wake (f**ing ba*tard) Spary paint this sh** aint over on your casket Preacher man steady sayin thou shall not k** I wonder if he was there when they k**ed my n***a Clarence at the hotel In the city of fiends, young n***az die often Get your hustle in hell, I left an ounce in your coffin Young n***az 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 n***a check in before his curfew Disrespect me ill hurt you, pa** the blunts in a circle [Mr. Serv On:] Dolly dolly dip Wich one of you n***az want this last and final hollow tip (none) For real from mr b**h k**er money maker hoe stacker Stackin more green than the Packers n***a 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 b**h 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 f**in thang until im finished And even then respect my blessing I'll make Allen Iverson adress me as the real question And n***az know me when I come through So if im not screaming TRU (T-R-U) n***a im ready to bang at you and you So fell this hollow tip and get what you get Mr. gangsta sh** Mr. B-a-v-g-a-t-e Mr. S-e-r uh v For all you b**h n***az You understand n***az 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 sh** [Mia:] 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 sh** This is mama mia the biggest Signing off with my tank dawgs