Song | Takin' No Shortz |
Artist | Hollow Tip |
Album | Takin No Shortz |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Hollow Tip | |
Nigga the funk is on | |
So it's like mando that I stay strapped | |
So if these niggas dump I'm in the position to spray back | |
So when we slide you best to drop quickly | |
My nigga Dame with the MAC-12 hangin up out the drop 50 | |
That's how it is when we ride, breakin niggas down | |
Niggas hit the ground when the sound of my triggas clown | |
Cause I'm not takin no shorts | |
So if I have to peel your cap then my strap is feelin no remorse | |
Then sideways through the next fool | |
That try to step I pull the tech and leave him dead on his old school | |
So if your ass wants to dance bring your chrome gat | |
Or wind up on your back layin stranded with your dome cracked | |
Because we livin in the fast days | |
So if your ass wanna die ****in with me, theres a fast way | |
It's young Hollow Tip niggas better start knowin | |
Before I have to dump and leave your whole hood blowin | |
Niggas get got when the glock cock | |
So nigga come up out them D's or be layin in your drop, shot | |
Because the niggas that I **** with is hella manish | |
Down for the jack pull out their strap and watch your D's vanish | |
Chorus: 4X | |
(Spice 1 sample) I'm sick up in this game I ain't takin no motha****in shorts in | |
(Hollow Tip) I'm lettin them know I'm sick with a clip and ain't takin no shorts up in this gangsta shit | |
I'm comin from the ride, posted on the side with them twin glocks | |
Peep how I bend blocks if I gotta spend shots | |
To any nigga tryin to sheist on a calm jack | |
But they on they back from the hollow point contact | |
Because I'm quick to crack your chestplate | |
And leave you in the mist of my clip cause you slip tryin to playa-hate | |
And bang your ass with the glocks to your mouth | |
And watch your ass fold layin technically knocked out | |
I can't be faded best to watch who you steppin to | |
I comes through with the automatic weapon to shoot | |
The next nigga that move with a strap | |
Will be layin face flat catchin 17 up in his back | |
Cause this a jack so don't be wastin no time | |
So crack the safe before I bust cause ain't no tracin this nine | |
I'm on a mission, trippin off the love of the scrills | |
I'm lettin off on every block cause for the money I'll kill | |
And that's real and start lightin up shit like a bomb sack | |
Khakis hangin low, fully strapped for the combat | |
That's when these playa-hatin niggas bail | |
50-round MAC-12 dishin out more heat than Celly Cel | |
Chorus: 4X | |
I won't be takin no shortz, I'm from the loc'ed out playa click | |
So if it gets thick I gots to grab the K and spray a bitch | |
Because that hoe might be snitchin crossin game up | |
Tryin to have me locked down with my ankles chained up | |
So I pistol-whipped and choked that hoe | |
I'm havin visions in my mind tellin me that I should smoke that hoe | |
But Ima let that bitch live cause I gotta bone | |
I thought about it again and shot that hoe up in her dome | |
I can't be leavin no mandatory witness | |
When I'm loc'in up cause ain't no way to reverse sickness | |
That's why so many niggas on the run | |
Cause they know they quick to get done when I attack them with the M-1 | |
That's how it is I'm from the Northside Sac-Town | |
Capitol City gangsta that refuse to back down | |
And I be bailin in the North High' | |
Ready to take that nigga on a coarse ride and pop him with the four five | |
And pop his ass and leave him bleedin from his khakis | |
Broke his ass and smoked his ass and left him on the back streets | |
I'm audi five to meet Dame in the mega cold | |
So I can smoke some dank and still won't be takin shorts | |
Chorus: 4X | |
Yeah nigga, loc'ed out | |
Stay playa-click | |
Representin | |
Hollow Tip, takin no shorts |
zuo qu : Hollow Tip | |
Nigga the funk is on | |
So it' s like mando that I stay strapped | |
So if these niggas dump I' m in the position to spray back | |
So when we slide you best to drop quickly | |
My nigga Dame with the MAC12 hangin up out the drop 50 | |
That' s how it is when we ride, breakin niggas down | |
Niggas hit the ground when the sound of my triggas clown | |
Cause I' m not takin no shorts | |
So if I have to peel your cap then my strap is feelin no remorse | |
Then sideways through the next fool | |
That try to step I pull the tech and leave him dead on his old school | |
So if your ass wants to dance bring your chrome gat | |
Or wind up on your back layin stranded with your dome cracked | |
Because we livin in the fast days | |
So if your ass wanna die in with me, theres a fast way | |
It' s young Hollow Tip niggas better start knowin | |
Before I have to dump and leave your whole hood blowin | |
Niggas get got when the glock cock | |
So nigga come up out them D' s or be layin in your drop, shot | |
Because the niggas that I with is hella manish | |
Down for the jack pull out their strap and watch your D' s vanish | |
Chorus: 4X | |
Spice 1 sample I' m sick up in this game I ain' t takin no motha in shorts in | |
Hollow Tip I' m lettin them know I' m sick with a clip and ain' t takin no shorts up in this gangsta shit | |
I' m comin from the ride, posted on the side with them twin glocks | |
Peep how I bend blocks if I gotta spend shots | |
To any nigga tryin to sheist on a calm jack | |
But they on they back from the hollow point contact | |
Because I' m quick to crack your chestplate | |
And leave you in the mist of my clip cause you slip tryin to playahate | |
And bang your ass with the glocks to your mouth | |
And watch your ass fold layin technically knocked out | |
I can' t be faded best to watch who you steppin to | |
I comes through with the automatic weapon to shoot | |
The next nigga that move with a strap | |
Will be layin face flat catchin 17 up in his back | |
Cause this a jack so don' t be wastin no time | |
So crack the safe before I bust cause ain' t no tracin this nine | |
I' m on a mission, trippin off the love of the scrills | |
I' m lettin off on every block cause for the money I' ll kill | |
And that' s real and start lightin up shit like a bomb sack | |
Khakis hangin low, fully strapped for the combat | |
That' s when these playahatin niggas bail | |
50round MAC12 dishin out more heat than Celly Cel | |
Chorus: 4X | |
I won' t be takin no shortz, I' m from the loc' ed out playa click | |
So if it gets thick I gots to grab the K and spray a bitch | |
Because that hoe might be snitchin crossin game up | |
Tryin to have me locked down with my ankles chained up | |
So I pistolwhipped and choked that hoe | |
I' m havin visions in my mind tellin me that I should smoke that hoe | |
But Ima let that bitch live cause I gotta bone | |
I thought about it again and shot that hoe up in her dome | |
I can' t be leavin no mandatory witness | |
When I' m loc' in up cause ain' t no way to reverse sickness | |
That' s why so many niggas on the run | |
Cause they know they quick to get done when I attack them with the M1 | |
That' s how it is I' m from the Northside SacTown | |
Capitol City gangsta that refuse to back down | |
And I be bailin in the North High' | |
Ready to take that nigga on a coarse ride and pop him with the four five | |
And pop his ass and leave him bleedin from his khakis | |
Broke his ass and smoked his ass and left him on the back streets | |
I' m audi five to meet Dame in the mega cold | |
So I can smoke some dank and still won' t be takin shorts | |
Chorus: 4X | |
Yeah nigga, loc' ed out | |
Stay playaclick | |
Representin | |
Hollow Tip, takin no shorts |
zuò qǔ : Hollow Tip | |
Nigga the funk is on | |
So it' s like mando that I stay strapped | |
So if these niggas dump I' m in the position to spray back | |
So when we slide you best to drop quickly | |
My nigga Dame with the MAC12 hangin up out the drop 50 | |
That' s how it is when we ride, breakin niggas down | |
Niggas hit the ground when the sound of my triggas clown | |
Cause I' m not takin no shorts | |
So if I have to peel your cap then my strap is feelin no remorse | |
Then sideways through the next fool | |
That try to step I pull the tech and leave him dead on his old school | |
So if your ass wants to dance bring your chrome gat | |
Or wind up on your back layin stranded with your dome cracked | |
Because we livin in the fast days | |
So if your ass wanna die in with me, theres a fast way | |
It' s young Hollow Tip niggas better start knowin | |
Before I have to dump and leave your whole hood blowin | |
Niggas get got when the glock cock | |
So nigga come up out them D' s or be layin in your drop, shot | |
Because the niggas that I with is hella manish | |
Down for the jack pull out their strap and watch your D' s vanish | |
Chorus: 4X | |
Spice 1 sample I' m sick up in this game I ain' t takin no motha in shorts in | |
Hollow Tip I' m lettin them know I' m sick with a clip and ain' t takin no shorts up in this gangsta shit | |
I' m comin from the ride, posted on the side with them twin glocks | |
Peep how I bend blocks if I gotta spend shots | |
To any nigga tryin to sheist on a calm jack | |
But they on they back from the hollow point contact | |
Because I' m quick to crack your chestplate | |
And leave you in the mist of my clip cause you slip tryin to playahate | |
And bang your ass with the glocks to your mouth | |
And watch your ass fold layin technically knocked out | |
I can' t be faded best to watch who you steppin to | |
I comes through with the automatic weapon to shoot | |
The next nigga that move with a strap | |
Will be layin face flat catchin 17 up in his back | |
Cause this a jack so don' t be wastin no time | |
So crack the safe before I bust cause ain' t no tracin this nine | |
I' m on a mission, trippin off the love of the scrills | |
I' m lettin off on every block cause for the money I' ll kill | |
And that' s real and start lightin up shit like a bomb sack | |
Khakis hangin low, fully strapped for the combat | |
That' s when these playahatin niggas bail | |
50round MAC12 dishin out more heat than Celly Cel | |
Chorus: 4X | |
I won' t be takin no shortz, I' m from the loc' ed out playa click | |
So if it gets thick I gots to grab the K and spray a bitch | |
Because that hoe might be snitchin crossin game up | |
Tryin to have me locked down with my ankles chained up | |
So I pistolwhipped and choked that hoe | |
I' m havin visions in my mind tellin me that I should smoke that hoe | |
But Ima let that bitch live cause I gotta bone | |
I thought about it again and shot that hoe up in her dome | |
I can' t be leavin no mandatory witness | |
When I' m loc' in up cause ain' t no way to reverse sickness | |
That' s why so many niggas on the run | |
Cause they know they quick to get done when I attack them with the M1 | |
That' s how it is I' m from the Northside SacTown | |
Capitol City gangsta that refuse to back down | |
And I be bailin in the North High' | |
Ready to take that nigga on a coarse ride and pop him with the four five | |
And pop his ass and leave him bleedin from his khakis | |
Broke his ass and smoked his ass and left him on the back streets | |
I' m audi five to meet Dame in the mega cold | |
So I can smoke some dank and still won' t be takin shorts | |
Chorus: 4X | |
Yeah nigga, loc' ed out | |
Stay playaclick | |
Representin | |
Hollow Tip, takin no shorts |