URLtv, Chess, Tay Roc, Hollow Da Don , Loaded Lux - Loaded Hollows vs. Gunz N Cake lyrics
[URLtv, Chess, Tay Roc, Hollow Da Don , Loaded Lux - Loaded Hollows vs. Gunz N Cake lyrics]
I'm a lost nigga and I don't follow no rules
If I don't get my doe soon
Aye, he rode through, clap his whip
You- you- you preachin' ass nigga
We pull up to his crib like
"Is Hollow home?" i pull strings
We in front ya door wit' the hoodies lowered
Try to play with a youngin' scope on a gun
Cause, I don't have to chase if he gunnin'
AK to his stomach
In ya step, you better put some pep or
(pepper) i come to ya funeral
Wait 'til that moment of silence
I reckon, who wouldn't with
Death in they view, shoot
We came to take the house
Who buyin' this on you lil' niggas?
Lyin', bro that's a fire flip king
But since I trust my partner, cool
I'ma fall back hollow does a trust fall into
Lux, who yells back, "I caught that!"
I wanna mix it with they
Shumpert and Beasley king
This is for the spinach
So on cam' this ain't gonna look kinda close
Bro, this is about us nigga, never them
Hollow starts dancing on stage chess
Motions to Lux to
Look at Hollow's shoe he left on the stage
ALL we do is diss
But, you know they gonna bring
Up that movie shit and we ain't white men
As long as y'all keep Smack happy
Y'all keep ya life
You think you know everything about the
Damn worldand you don't know shit
Now Roc I see you got yourself
Assist- I mean an assistant
But, you'se a sucka aye Gunz N Ca-
It's two things you need to
Know about this world nigga
It's the niggas wit' the guns and
The niggas wit' the butter but uh
We don't expect Cave niggas to see the light
Yeah, everything 'Healthy'
I wish you would try me
Toothpick in the head
Hollow attempts to hand Chess his bottle
Of water chess hands it back
Telling him to drink it
Broomstick in the cheeks
I grab the 40 with the ladder-
See, this one is signed
Bombard where they livin'
In the Cave we role players
Ain't no choosin' sides
It was killin' me myself pushin' Tsu aside
(suicide) we was back and forth on
That line like suicides
He told me I needed a goon
To ride so he told me, "Call Chess"
They put a young dawg (dog) down
On the radar aye, go around back
I kick in the next door
Light bars! Gang shit!
Just send mind like telepath-
Lux starts hitting the side of his head
Just send mine like telepath-
Another one? Another one? Khaled voice
Luckily on the side I got an extra key
But the battery's not included
Lux turns into Robo Lux back reconnected we
Two leaders (liters) at high altitude
Kill switch, i'm 'bout to control everything
About the room
G-g-got my partner and in his bag
Even Nu Jerzey Twork bouncin' too
Twork starts bouncing crowd goes crazy
Don't be mad
They minds ain't Wizards like ours (Oz)
Shit, only thing I'm missin' the wand
This makes it more official
My guy got stripes, that's point man
Hollow's whistlin' by
Hollow goes past Roc and Chess
Blowing a referee whistle
Look, you might wanna grab a flick
That ain't the crowd bro
Chess gave me some Cake earlier
I ate that shit by accident
Lux stumbles hollow does a mic check
Some dude comes out and yells at
The crowd to not tape the
Battle the crowd yells back no one's
Taping crowd starts yelling "Choke!"
Fuck that! Plan B
I'll dust off Roc and open Chess
(chest) like an antique
You're most impressive so effective
Throat projectin', note select-
Hollow, when the last time you did a
I ain't got a K or Glock
But, I do got Tay Roc's biggest fear
It got the beam on it
But, I'm still here (hair)
So if the God did take an L
I just turned it to gold i said Roc
(k) I got somethin' big but
It's kinda bolder (boulder)
Once they run outta gas
I got somethin' to pull up on the shoulder
Chess, you must have a connect from the west
But it must be some fire ass weed cause
God Titles nigga
He he he he lookin' like his last round
They say the Cave made me even crazier
He won't be here for long
Treat his body like his energy
His bitch pregnant? Sick shit
Roc! Roc! Cakes involved
I'm thinkin' of sonnin' stove gang shit!
We couldn't make this shit up to stay alive
25 25
Cause, I heard he sold that album to his fans
Roc what's up?
Surf you about a misdemeanor away from
Just lookin' like a fuck up
Man, you niggas out here just cuttin' up
Hollow says he wants to bring it
Back and do something different
The views crazy-
Hollow is now mouthing the lines
But not speaking out loud
Hollow now switches back to
The original rhymes
Nigga, I'm goin' in mood swingin' a bat
Grey suede kick but fire grey hoodie I
I'm a grown ass man, nigga I told you
I fathered this whole scene man
Hollow sit's down on the stage with
A Styrofoam cup in his hand
I'm a King James, wit' fo' rings
And he ain't even got fo' rings man
Since a youth like Lebron was
My Juice been like Jamba
I came in the market a pro-teen (protein)
That was so mean
Bro what the fuck is you doin'? That
Bet' not be no codeine nigga
You up here lookin' like a dope fiend
Chess jumps into the crowd to
Watch Lux and Hollow rematch
You gettin' loaded, reloaded
I'll open ya moments I noticed
It loaded when you opened and closed it
Nigga the data for this new match
I just ain't runnin' to it
It just don't look the same now that
I'm back up in front of you
Yo, I'ma connect if you punch out
I'm in the middle man
But right now like Dapper Dan
With the suit somehow
You thought it was Gucci
Bringing out Black Face
To bad we in the world where
Only the blue one's count, nigga
Black Face comes out of the crowd
And stands in front of Lux
You niggas don't even know
Who you playin' wit'
Loaded Lux breaks out the grey
Hoodie crowd goes nuts
Hollow walks off the stage
Bangin' like an 808
Base (bass) with me if you want, punk
I'll knock ya chest (Chess) in
Zepplin with the lead (Led) Roc (k)
Headshot, can he dig it?
You niggas done made grave mistakes
Save ya faith there once was a man preachin'
Then in his head, ICE said "Wolf
They want you in The Grey like Liam Neeson"
The fans need it
They want the wild child, the
Come to chow hungry, growls
Punches every rounds, kickin' it
Back then for no chicken
But, you was still gettin' kung POW
(Pao) nigga
Off top, cuttin' up like Kung Lao
You want the underground?
You want the young Black Star or
Seven minute freestyle no money down?
I mean I'm just stretchin'
Do you want the bow flexin'
Or the runnin' Miles? I'll work it out
What? He dig that
Handgun, where my prints went
Carlton Banks was still at Princeton
When the Gun Bar King was oooowwh
Still a prince then now you fenced in
Pipe on menot like where the sink went
Hole in (holding) the Desert like quicksand
Now let that sink in what they think?
Crowd starts chanting 3-0
Whatchu thinkin' I got memory loss?
Did these primitive thought
Limited energy source niggas forget
What they talk? You said
"Loaded Hollows wouldn't be in sync"
Well gangsta you was right
Cause we still got to send a G (synergy) off
Ayo Hollow! Hollow comes back out