Bundog, Pressa - Hollows lyrics

[Bundog, Pressa - Hollows lyrics]

We put hollows in the 40
And spin the whole week
We caught Sluggah in the party and
We caught Sluggah in the party uh, yeah

We put hollows in the 40
And spin the whole week
We caught Sluggah in the party
So shout out crodie
I spent eighty on my chain
That's a lotta jewelry
Shot that nigga so much times
You probably think I OD'ed
We put hollows in the 40
And spin the whole week
We caught Sluggah in the party
So shout out crodie
I spent eighty on my chain
That's a lotta jewelry
Shot that nigga so much times
You probably think I OD'ed

Watch a 30 rip his back out, another man down
You can catch me in the
Trap house until I blackout
You can catch me with this choppa
And watch me black out
Avianne sent my chain in before I cashed out
My condo trapped out
I got hunnid niggas that would
Do you for a breezy
But crodie do it for free
Just to tell me that he sleezy
Lil Richie make him plays
He driving up and down on P street
This Glock so beastie

We put hollows in the 40
And spin the whole week
We caught Sluggah in the party
So shout out crodie
I spent eighty on my chain
That's a lotta jewelry
Shot that nigga so much times
You probably think I OD'ed
We put hollows in the 40
And spin the whole week
We caught Sluggah in the party
So shout out crodie
I spent eighty on my chain
That's a lotta jewelry
Shot that nigga so much times
You probably think I OD'ed

'Cause we hit him in the lobby
There goes a body
See this Royce push-to-start
We don't need no car key
And I wonder why she on me
'cause jewelry on me
Plus this 40 it stay on me
It's filled with zombies
See we caught him on a back street
That whip got filled up
Shawty, she a battry, she fuck with killers
She said her man is real
But she know I'm realer
She love that I'm a driller, a drug dealer
If these niggas gon 'slide
Then you know we slide back
Nine shots up in his ribs
We call that a nine pack
You can catch me on the Finch
We live where the crime at
If that boy ain't got no bodies
Then we cannot sign that (Nah)
This Cully way too big, I can't even park it
And you niggas want no beef
So please do not start shit
See this Deadmi' in my blunt
Got me feeling nauseous
And the streets know I'm a
Killer way before a artist
When it comes to this rap shit
I'm the hardest
'Cause the streets they want it raw
So I give you raw shit
And I never had a flaw
Way before diamonds flawless
She said, "Baby you too mod
" I just be acting modest

We put hollows in the 40
And spin the whole week
We caught Sluggah in the party
So shout out crodie
I spent eighty on my chain
That's a lotta jewelry
Shot that nigga so much times
You probably think I OD'ed
We put hollows in the 40
And spin the whole week
We caught Sluggah in the party
So shout out crodie
I spent eighty on my chain
That's a lotta jewelry
Shot that nigga so much times
You probably think I OD'ed

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